Islamabad. How do I explain this? Lets put it this way, when I arrived I felt like I
was back in Afghanistan. I got that same eerie feeling I got while in a combat
zone. Not to mention the fact that we had intel something WAS going to happen.
Did I tell you we weren't allowed to have weapons? That was not a good feeling
at all. I was right back in a combat zone, unarmed. One of the US Consulates
was bombed while we were there. Not in Islamabad itself, but elsewhere in the
My assistant and I barricaded ourselves in our room at night, sleeping with some
sort of escape ready clothing. It was the first VIP I had been on where we were
encouraged to grow a beard (and I did). Not a bad place, I guess. I just wish that
people weren't so damn crazy.
I don't have many pics, but I do have a real short video of our dash into the city.