After my time. I was there before the wheels came off. When I got there, every idiot kid was running around with a WWII vintage rifle. You would see bolts missing and bent barrels. Clearly there were no working firearms in the entire city. They were annoying, but harmless.
Then the Saudis (wonderful folks, the Saudis) stopped shipping in food and started shipping in weapons. Within six months, every idiot kid in town had a nice shiny new AK-47 with ammo to spare. It was time to leave.
Crummy memories, indeed.
Indeed buddy. Take care.