A Good Morning
Some times having your drivers license has its perks. Not that THAT was my first thought when the alarm went off at 0615, or when I walked in the chilly air pre-sunrise to the shower trailers to brush my teeth, OR when I got breakfast at 0700 and did a pre-check on emails to make sure life would carry on without me for a few hours.
But it did start getting better when I put on my protective vest and grabbed the truck keys. Starting up the vehicle and sipping hot coffee while the radio booted up, enjoying the view of a clear morning and sun-pink mountains in the distance. [Its a rare morning when the smog cloud lifts]
The traffic was light and I was able to get to ISAF and drop off my boss for his meeting then meet up with my co-worker MAJ Z for breakfast and catching up on life. It was nice, a different scene, the multi-language environment felt much like being back in Europe. AND I got silverware. Yes I know what your thinking. So what? We don’t have plates and silverware at our base, its plasticware. So to eat your breakfast with real silverware is a treat, the clink against the plate, and being able to dip your toast into an over easy egg. The simple things in life some days are the best.
So with a few minutes before I must head back to our little compound… a little catching up on life since my last post:
After a month of being back in country I think I’ve settled back in and focused on the down hill run here. I’ve gotten back into my gym routine, sadly with LTC F departing country we have had to go to Yoga via DVD. But even that is going well … its not the same but we STILL have Yoga.
I’ve had to say good bye to two good friends and Soldiers in the last week. With that came the realization that I’ve been here long enough to have made bonds with people that will last a life time, and with the small world of the military, I take heart in the fact that our paths will cross again someday.
And with that I’m off, I’ve been joined by a nice man from Italy and a chat over a cappuccino is in order! We’ve got some stories of Florence to swap before I get to go enjoy the sites of the streets of Kabul…
What do you consider a good morning??