The towers here are quite tall. They extend right into the stratosphere, and getting to the top takes a while. So one afternoon I'm working up there and up comes this smiling kid with a plastic bag and hands it to me. They don't climb with safety harnesses and they wear flip flops. Anyway, I look in the bag and he had made me lunch and delivered it all the way up to me. Now, I'm not a fish person to begin with. But how do you look at this kid and tell him the food isn't quit to your liking? I wasn't hungry, but I ate it with a smile and made yummy sounds and all. Even took his picture which for some reason, they always thank you for.
These military guys who work with us are great. As long as I don't leave the sight of the armed guards, they let me do pretty much whatever I want.
I take their bikes for a spin every once in a while. And what a blast that is. I don't know how I'll feel looking back on this trip when it's over. I hope since I'm smiling so much in all my photos, I'll remember more of the good over the bad. I'll just say that for now, when it's good it's just ok. But when thing's get bad, the days seem to take forever. It'll be nice to see everyone when I get back. I bought Quinn a shirt when I first got here, but he might outgrow it before I can give it to him.