Well, I'm in Arifjan, Kuwait - I couldn't show you where it was on a map if my life depended on it. Strangely, it is really no different than any other place I have frequented in the last year. The one difference is that it is humid and the buildings are permanent structures; vice tents or hastily constructed wooden huts. This place does have a pool - which I guess is nice. All that said, some things never change ... I am still sleeping in a tent on the worst mattress in the world. I think that a cot would be an upgrade.
Still no news on my flight. It is annoying, but is par for the course. My time at this place is meant as "decompression." I fail to see the point when it is 23 hours of doing nothing. Yesterday, I turned in my "gat" and today I turned in four sea bags full of worthless crap that I was issued and never used. All told, it took about two hours. The rest of the time is a conspiracy to get us to spend money at the little shops and exchange. They even have a little rug bazaar - but the more I think about it the more I want to pass. After my Turkish rug adventure earlier this year - I am left scarred, battered, and bruised. It is just a lot of money for something that is designed to get stepped on. I'd rather spend it on beer.
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Ah, some of the best lessons in life are learned the hard way. Buy the rug and the beer too, for that matter, but remember the lesson. Lo barato sale caro.
Glad you arrived safely in Kuwait.
Holy crap Batman!!! Can you believe the scores from yesterday? Ohio St. going to be number one. I am depressed about LSU, especially since today on the golf course everyone is not going to be in a good mood. Yesterday, is LA's 9/11....guess they will be looking for FEMA checks.
Glad to be getting you back bud.
Sorry you weren't able to have another Rug party like on G-burg ... I still remember humping those damn things halfway across Bahrain...
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