As the daughter of a ship's captain, I've been on some strange voyages in my time. But our passage to Misrata in late June had to be the craziest. Cameraman Nick and I had boarded the 60-foot tug boat Ezzarouk with camera kit, flak jackets and plenty of fruit. We were heading to Misrata, where fruit was in short supply, and you've got to get your five-a-day. But fruit was the least of our worries as we rounded the port buildings in Benghazi. There was the ship's crew,... (GunPolicy.org)