A week and a wake up. Oh, wait, I'm already up.

So, I'm back at KAF. Sitting next to me on my bed are two big boxes that I have to figure out how to get to the Post Office to mail home with all the junk that I have collected over the last year. They keep changing the rules. First rule change was only Americans can use the post office. So if you are a foreign national with stuff to mail home, too bad. Now they don't take cash. Or credit cards or ATM cards. Just wampam and baseball trading cards, I guess. Actually they take the "Eagle Cash card," the military version of an ATM. Which I don't have. So drug deals are being dealt even as we speak. I am trading a ride in my new shiny red SUV (still a Toyota four runner) for use of a card. But someone at the clinic loaned me one also. Except he gave me the wrong pin number. I tested it at the PX, just in case. Thank God. Would of been just a little embarrassing at ye ole Post Office. Sir, we need you to go with these nice men with guns..."
I flew back from Dwyer on the Dash-8, which is a step up from the Dash-7. Only two engines, much nicer and quieter. Was going to be a five hour flight but one of our stops was fogged in, bummer. So I got back in a reasonable amount of time. We did have to stop for fuel, however. Usually they empty the plane, we go to the terminal, pee, get something to eat and re-board. This time we went to the "new terminal." Except there was no terminal, so we just stood out in the rain. No bathroom, nothing to eat. Standing in the rain makes you have to pee even more for some reason. So, after we boarded the lavatory became quite popular. The lone flight attendant was quite the neat freak. After every passenger went in there she dashed in with cleaning supplies. The plane was immaculate, which is hard to do in Afghanistan.
I am calling it "the dash on the Dash." Which is better than Bill had, when he tried to get here to go on R and R, when he missed his flight here because he went to the wrong terminal and had to make the dash FOR the dash. Which he lost and ended up with a cold helicopter ride instead.

The "Dsh-8"

The less cool"dash-7"