So there I was, nervously sitting next to a fellow pilot in uniform who is waiting to head out to the airport to do his flight in an Al Khobar hotel not more than 3km from the Oasis compound and the day after the events . . . . . nervously sipping coffee- nervous because of rumours that there is more gunfire going on somewhere in the city, wondering if guys with AK-47's will be rushing into the lobby at any moment asking where we are from or what interpretation of God we subscribe to. Or whether we might get popped off on our way to the airport, or coming from. Or whether they will coming to our front door during our day off. Has this got anything to do with aviation? Welcome to our world.
