I think I slept in what was the director of obstetrics office and there was a bed there. But we did sleep with a rifle under the pillow. And we had an escape route plan through the roof and down the side if we were attacked. I mean, it was all... Once a week we would practice with our Steyr rifles and a pillow slip over our heads, stripping it down and putting it back together again.
They were very keen on us being proficient with the weapons. And fortunately, we didn't have to use them. It was a different experience. And I was reflecting at the time that my colleagues were probably in the Hilton International in Hawaii or somewhere, and here I was in the border. Yeah.