Elijah and I rode inside of Jezer’s tanker truck. We had wanted to ride in the cab with him, but he explained that it would not be possible. There were too many checkpoints, and we would have looked out of place.
Reuben was in the truck behind us, driven by Elam, and Magwich behind them, driven by Raj G.
We were cautioned to speak and move as little as possible, which was difficult, for the jostling at times was bone rattling.
It’s hard to imagine how those fared who made the trip before us. There were so many more of them.
We were more than glad to be out of the confined space at the next leg of our journey.