Last night was the first, a huge THHUUMMMP, followed by more vibrations than used to be pumped out of the cruising “red neck rolls” that were in my hometown (the owners tore their back seats out and installed a radio system big enough for most small towns in the open space and trunk. The whole building I was in shook violently. Not one to sit still for too long when I have no idea what is going on, I immediately shot up from my computer and looked to a soldier next to me who was a bit bemused. He explained that it was just target practice. Two or three others followed, yielding a sizable jump from me.
This morning, I’m glad I didn’t live in the mountain about 5km away. The Afghan National Army who is co-located here at Kala Gush was practicing with shells that were the size of my leg. Wow. I went and got earplugs and continued to jump with each of the 30 or so THHUUMMMPs.
Peace…
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