Luckly, I talked with the Air Force logistics officer at the Bagram airport and she was in agreement with me…oh, guess what here name was…Master Sergeant Jennifer Stout…as in stout beer…I knew she was the one person to understand me!
So…another night hanging out in a strange place. Luckly, MSgt Stout was there to take care of me, because she was able to get me a private room to sleep in. Of course, there was good news and bad news. The good news of course is the private room; the bad news is that I could check into the room at 1130PM and then had to be at the terminal at 5:30AM for an 8:30AM flight.
So, 2330 shower, 2400 sleep, 0500 alarm, 0530 terminal, 0600 drag 7 heavy bags from temporary storage to hanger for palleting, wait 2 hours in terminal (at least it’s Sunday night at home so there is football on), board plane (C-130) at 0800, take off at 0830, land at 0900.
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