Back in 1977, my friend Robin and I were traveling rough through the Middle East and we ended up in Allepo, Syria. We met some really great guys who were sitting behind us in a movie theater there and we ended up hanging out for several days with them (and I REALLY hope they are alright given what's going on there now!). Long story short, we decided to go to Lebanon. The civil war there had been quiet for several months. Beruit was a shocking site - a beautiful city blasted apart. I had never seen anything like it. We were told to go north towards to Byblos where it would be safer. Robin and I got there just before the sunset and we planned on just camping on the beach for the night. But the local militia took notice of us. They wondered who these bearded strangers were on their beach and came with weapons drawn to find out.
Needless to say we were not aware of everything that was happening that day. It turned out that the Druze leader Kamal Jumblatt was assassinated that day (16 March 1977). The Lebanese soldiers moved us to their guard post to spend the night safely while thouands of people fled Beruit. We were their guests and they wanted to make sure we were safe. This photo shows the abandoned house where they let us spend the night. We left the next day and fled to Damascus (which is another crazy story!).