Notebook Entry
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Journal Entry
Left the airport in Kuwait, flew to Qandahar. We hung
around there from about 0800 to 2000 until we caught a C-130 from there to
Bastion/LNK/Shorabak. While we were waiting I typed a bunch more on the
same book chapter and the chapter outline. That was a pretty decent time
to work. I saw a couple of French soldiers on guard at the gate and I forgot
how to say bonjour for a while. I think my brain [only] has the capacity
to operate in two languages at a time. I can do Spanish, or French
or Dari, but not all at once my brain has to reset.
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