Tomorrow it is back to the old hooch. My colleague had travel difficulty due to the weather and the assignment had to be cut short. Ah, nothing like the smell of kabobs in the morning! I'll miss the internet access and the effort some of the USAID folks went to to have their containers seem a bit more like home (wind chimes, lawn ornaments, small grills, etc).
I've gotten several tattoos since arriving, fish, phoenix, anchors, tribal masks, etc. I just have to decide where to put them. Not many people can say they've gotten temporary tattoos from bubble gum wrappers from Dubai!
Monday is prophet's day here, so perhaps I'll actually get some time off. Unfortunately, that is also when the highest level meeting is scheduled that I help support so all of us will be working at least a few hours that day. I'm ready for some time off though. Too much time reading computer documents and writing. One of the Afghan staff here that works in a support function I learned is a musician. He apparently has a CD he recorded and I'm excited to listen. My ear has never made peace with the different sounds, melodies, and scales of much of northern Africa, the middle east, and parts of Asia so it will be interesting.
Anyone skimming this that read about the blast, I'm fine, it wasn't here. No worries!
Peace...
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