Went to the station to buy a paper when we were last there and on my way out ran into a posse of police and armed soldiers. I've nothing to fear of course but suddenly realised that my passport was at the flat and I had no means of identification at all. Fortunately, they were all stood about gossiping so I passed through them unhindered. One minute the station is crawling with them, the next they're all gone. Since they spend their time talking to each other I wonder what they're up to ...