September 06, 2003
See No Evil
We arrived in Amman. The armored cars that F. said were arriving tonight are sitting at an airport somewhere in Europe. That means that F. and I will drive in with a taxi to Baghdad.
There are mixed reports about convoy security from the border--it's gotten much worse since we drove in last, but at the same time, I think it's pretty much just Ali Baba out there. I only have what I can afford to lose. The weapons make me nervous--one MP5 isn't much use against two cars of bandits determined to stop your car. The Iraqi drivers tend to stop anyway--it seems to be a gentleman's agreement. The Jordanian drivers are more likely to drive through a road block. No matter, F. doesn’t have his weapon--he left it in Baghdad, so I guess I’ll just try to to sleep the whole way: see no evil.
