It might have been the t shirt equating King Hamad bin Isa Al Khalifa with Maab, the Teer of the Ten Tribes.

It might have been the posters of Michael Jackson, favorite son of Bahrain, having Panda Sex

Whatever the reason, the Bahrainis were out for blood.  Flying out was too risky.

My only hope was a 12 hour drive through Saudi to the UAE.  Dubai was Vegas if Hitler had won the war.  No wonder Dick Cheney loved it so much…

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MORAL OF THE STORY:  No more cheesy poofs at bedtime