I almost died in Syria
There's a private bar in London whose members are nearly all war correspondents. The men and women standing at the bar could easily convince you that war reporting is one of the most exhilarating experiences that life has to offer, a gateway to the outer limits of human experience. This, of course, is absolute nonsense, and they all know it. I can tell you that because I'm frequently one of those people drinking there, and I've spun that line on more occasions than I care to remember.