Sam, Omar and Sam

That night at supper, we got a visit from a man who said he was from the US Consulate. He told us that he knew we had been hanging around these 3 Arab boys, and we were to stop it. It seems that they were of the terrorist pursuasion, and Kissinger was in town trying to broker a peace treaty. (The Yom Kippur War happened 3 months later). When we told the man that the boys might get suspicious, he said okay then we were to find out everything we could about the boys and he would be back the following night for supper. When we asked what if we didn't do this, he said that he would have us sent home. Since we had paid our money, and couldn't explain it to our parents, we agreed. The workers at the hotel bugged our phones, and they told the boys what was going on. The boys had us followed, as we tried to take in the sites. We found out that the boys wanted to kill us. The girls wanted to get their hair fixed at a shop near our hotel. We had to go through the service entrance of the hotel to outside. The boys found out where we were, and the beauty shop owner had to call the police to get the boys away, so we could leave. The US official, who turned out to be CIA, arranged for us to leave early the next day to go to Tel Aviv and get a plane out to Germany, which was our next stop on the tour. At 3am, we crowded 16 people into two taxis, and we were off to Tel Aviv. We didn't breathe until the plane took off. About 6 months later, I was listening to BBC World Service, and they had a music request show called "Victor Sylvester's Dance Party". I sent in a request for them to play "Strangers in the Night" by Frank Sinatra for Sam, Omar and Sam. A few weeks later, they did. I don't know if the 3 boys heard it, but it made me feel better.