two years. he says great, stay put. i'm heading up to somalia. he is working for the a.p. i didn't know married to a foreign correspondent. he said i will be back. i'm not sure when. i stewed for about a week and by the end of the week, bought a ticket up to nairobi. there were no flights into mogadishu because the civil war was going on and no planes going. in went to this little airport outside of nairobi and the unicef was flying accredited journalists. in i wasn't accredited. at the other end of the airport the drug dealers who were providing cross to all these somalis they said i could pay my way in cot. i was negotiating to do that when someone from unicef saw me and felt sorry for me. i was 22. >> i thought i had an adventurist early 20's. >> greg didn't know i was coming. >> so then you evolve into a journalist.