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Things went wrong from the beginning, at the airport. The 60 Euros needed for the visa had to be in Libyan dinars and at that hour, past midnight, the currency exchange office was closed. All five ATM machines were out of order and some bearded men had started to stare… Well, this was my first lesson: in Libya, never give up hope. There is always a solution, and usually someone to help; just like that, just because you need help...