One of my strongest memories is of a taxi drive between Syria and Lebanon. The driver was racing the car because we were desperate to get across the border, the airport having been closed off that day because of bombing. And the racing was on a mountain road. I must have been 6 or 7 years old but the memory is vivid.
But it was never as scary as this slideshow of driving in Yemeni mountains. My uncle sent it to me and I am awed by the drivers in the photographs. I am also trying to avoid imagining where the photographers would have had to stand. Extraordinary photographs, well worth looking at.