A dream: Dug Song invited me to his birthday party in Baghdad, Iraq. Flights to Kuwait City were really cheap, and from there I could rent a mid-size sedan and drive.
It sounded like a real adventure, although several of my friends cautioned me that it might be dangerous to be an American civilian in Iraq. Dug sent me a laminated map of Iraq with the highway route highlighted. There were no place names on the map.
I was going to buy my ticket, but I discovered that my passport expired in 2002. It should have been good through 2007. Sorry, Dug. Looks like I can't go.