DAY 237 - NOVEMBER 13, 2011
The the aid truck in which you were smuggled honks its horn behind you while the group of armed men mull about in front of you. Tarek says he knows a different group of opposition supporters that we can meet back by the Bab Al Hawa crossing. He promises you this time that everything will be fine. You feel better about the situation as you hear him give you another option. You agree that is best. You are trying to work with trusted organizations before you are handled by youngsters with guns. So you, Jeremy, and Tarek get in the front seat of the aid truck and pull off leaving the men in the distance. Better safe than sorry doesn't even begin to explain how much caution you take these days. You reckon it's the only thing that has kept you alive this long.