The highlight of the day was definately eating dinner with one of our Turkish contractors. Honestly, I'm surprised I can even get close enough to the desk to type. We took some pictures but I'll have to add them tomorrow.
We ate at their compound. They have over 400 people working for them. The compound is self-sufficient; it's own DFAC, laundry, housing, security, etc..
We were served chicken and beef kabobs, sausage patties, Turkish pizza, a tomato salsa, an eggplant dip/salsa, pita bread, sesame bread and another type of bread. All made by their chef at the DFAC. The DFAC manager made sure that as soon as something came off the grill our plates were full again; when you thought you had enough more just magically appeared on your plate. We were finished off with some coffee and baclava from a Turkish bakery in Kabul.
The rest of the day paled in comparison.
HOME FRONT NEWS: The following is a conversation Katy, Sera and L'man had at the house last night.
Christian: Mama, how many childs do you have?
Katy: (jokingly) 12
Sera: No mama, you only have 4.
Katy: I only have 3!!
Sera: What about Daddy!?!
Katy: He's not a child, he's older than me.
Sera: Well....you treat him like child....you fix his food and do his laundry and stuff...
I don't even know how to respond to htat. Disagreeing won't do any good, besides, I'm not even there to defend myself!
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