Fresh northern almost Russian air - it breathes easy. All of us have left one -stan for another -stan. The latitude of our location makes for days like a crisp autumn Ohio morning. The base is filled with birch trees and the smell of fallen leaves. Snowy mountains surround on one side and they have side walks every where.
A covered bridge in Bagram made of a 20ft conex container open on both sides. I can almost picture a horse crossing...
It took a major team effort to get our aircraft torn down for shipment. All accomplished on time - nice job maintenance!
Units like to "tag" stuff with their company sticker. This water cooler at the passenger terminal became a target.
Did I mention we can drink 2 beers in Manas?
Russian 22 ouncer's at that.
See you all soon. Thanks for all the prayers - keep them coming as we reunite with our families.
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