Afghanistan

Yesterday I arrived at my new home.  After a night of very little sleep I proceded to the airport where I was loaded into a a huge cargo plane (C-117) and flown into Kabul.  The change in planes was almost like being upgraded to first class.  By that I mean I had as much room as I could possibly have wanted on the place.  It was this big open bay with a big piece of Machinery anchored in the middle.  There were maybe eight passengers who could chose from any of the fold down seats on the sides of the aircraft.  Not necessarily the most comfortable seats ever, however once the seatbelt sign came off we could walk around and I made myself a little bed on the floor to stretch out and rest for a bit.  It would have been perfect had the floors not been hard medal and had I not been freezing my butt off!

I figure that I had gotten maybe four hours of sleep since I set off on Tuesday, so I was about ready to drop when I got here.  Filling out paperwork I noticed my hand shaking and figured that was a pretty good indicator.  After a dinner at the DFAC I headed over to my temporary housing and I was out!  I slept so soundly that I didn't wake up at all to the bluegrass band that was playing right outside my door.  I woke up refreshed and ready to take on the world!