Editor's note: Subrata wrote this at 6:40 a.m. Amman time as she, Brian and the crew were departing Jordan en route to Baghdad. I'll post some video snippets from the flight and the landing a little later tonight.
Our plane has a name.
We're boarding a Royal Jordanian flight for Baghdad, and there, near its nose, written in rather feminine script is the name, "Jessica." The only marking on an otherwise pristine plane.
The flight is full of seasoned Baghdad travelers: security contractors in their desert boots, Iraqi nationals with their worn faces, and embassy employees who are heading in for their next six week rotation. I'm pretty sure I'm one of the few on the plane who's never flown this deeply scarred route.
Our flight attendant, a South African woman, seems to sense this. Maybe it's the way I'm straining to see out the window from my aisle seat that gives me away. She asks a lot of questions and tells me, "It's a very humbling experience going into Baghdad... Everyone there has suffered a personal loss. You have no idea."
Photo caption: 'Jessica,' the Royal Jordanian plane that safely carried Team Brian Williams to Baghdad. Photo by Subrata De.