It’s two hours across on a little motorboat.

I’m in Khasab, the Arabian side of the Strait of Hormuz, and I’m told that’s an Iranian boat. I also read today in the paper that there is increased Iranian submarine activity in these waters with all the rising tension. The Iranian boats on the surface are just small traders, bringing 30-40 goats each, which scamper onto Arabian hills. In return they bring, cigarettes, cell phones, and…me?

Here is one of the more rampant goats I encountered. Must be Iranian, by my reckoning.

This place is so low-key; the water is so placid. But right now you have to ask, are there submarines in there?

I made a new friend while sitting on this rock looking out over the Strait. Her name is Sarah.