Da Plane... Da Plane... Where is it?

The past couple of days have been somewhat boring. Right now I am waiting for a flight to take me somewhere. We missed our flight, or it broke down, or an old friend came in from out of town, or there were locusts... Anyway, I had heard that getting anywhere in Afghanistan is difficult... I heard right. One nice surprise about being close to the flag pole is that I had a freaking massage last night, for $20.00. Who would have thought that there would be massage therapist in theater. It must be the NATO influence. Speaking of NATO... I've been waiting around fro a flight and there are at least a dozen different countries represented here. I've seen Czech, Turkish, Italian, British, Australian, Canadian and Italian troops and some others. I've notice a few things about these soldiers. They can do whatever they like with their hair, and none of them are fat. The only pudgy Soldiers are the US Soldiers (myself included). As far as the grooming goes, I saw an Italian guy who could be in ZZ Top, and A female Czech Soldier with a ring in her lip. Lots of good people watching here. I will get some pictures uploaded at some point.