8/12/90 Sunday, and no church here for me to attend. Had a dream last night. I dreamt that the sky was filled with planes of all types. Couple of days ago, I dreamt I was home. That was pleasant. The wine must've helped me sleep soundly last night. Adrian and the others said there was close gunfire last night around 0230 hrs. It's 0800 now, time for BBC news. Egyptian President Mubarek says "there is no hope for a peaceful solution" now. So, we wait.


1540 hrs. Just put film in my camera and took some pictures on the roof. I left a roll at the SAS Hotel, in my suitcase I think. I took the film out of my camera when we came here, due to paranoia. If there's a way out, I don't think it will be through a search inspection point. Come on Marines, save the day!

Lunch today was soup. I think we're having lunch too early. We ate at 1330 hrs. But I'll not cause trouble under the circumstances, if I can help it. Under the circumstances, I would think that a late breakfast and an even later lunch would be best. It seems like we're all filling ourselves, and to me it just doesn’t feel right.

2110 hrs. Rumors are flying! Borders are open! Borders are open only to those trapped at the border already. Borders will be open in two to three days. Who knows what to believe? We are going to follow a Kuwaiti guide out tomorrow at 0700 hrs. This in the face of hearing that a Brit was shot doing something similar. Supposedly the person taking our caravan out has already taken his own family across the border, and returned to take out relatives. We have three four-wheelers. George and I are riding with Danny and Phil. We all have distashas to wear, so that we don’t stand out while trying to cross the dessert. God be with us, bless us, guide us and protect us. I'm scared. I think we all are. We're forcing down some soup. It may be our last meal....here in Kuwait. Carol, I will never leave you again, for any price. I'm going to pack this away now. I love you.