They were jolted awake by the security guards ordering us to put on our flak jackets, when we reached the terrorist strongholds of Fallujah and Ramadi - about an hour and a half outside Baghdad. On both drives to Baghdad, everyone in my car fell asleep. Every once and a while there is a mini-sandstorm, which keeps things interesting by rendering you (and your driver) unable to see. You look out, and the scenery is the same: You see a lot of desert. The first 10 minutes are exciting: You can pretend you are Peter O'Toole in "Lawrence of Arabia," and marvel about what it would be like to travel this distance riding a camel.īut then, it becomes boring. On the last two trips, we drove about 10 hours from Jordan to Baghdad in a convoy. ![]() ![]() Hooray! It is now possible to fly from Amman to Baghdad on Royal Jordanian. ![]() I put my psychological armor back on, and reminded myself of my favorite Iraqi cameraman's response each time I gave him a dangerous assignment: "It's my job."
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