In fact, as I was wedging myself into one of the openings, I found myself remember Winnie the Pooh, after having some honey at Rabbit's hole and then he got stuck, where he had to stay until he lost some weight.
Well, fortunately, I made it out with no real problems. We had made a trip over to Pol-e-Charki today to service some of our Ford Ranger pickups and had time to waste. The service garage is much like the ones back home, (being built by Americans and Europeans does help), but back in the garage you can hear the old heavy rock blaring out to include Hotel California. The garage is supervised by some Russians and all the work is done by Afghans. This took up a good portion of my day.


2 comments:
oh playing in tanks, what fun. i bet charlie wishes he was there! when we lived on aberdeen proving ground in the 70's they had tanks lining the roads all the way into the base. too bad they are gone now, homeland security isn't always pretty, huh? be safe....bee
Well now sarge, I know I could not get into the tank, I also could not do a PT test, it looks to me like the army would do well just to let you do your job and come on back home. The explosion should be enough to convince you that inside the wire is a better place for you.
Be Safe my friend.
The old sarge
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