A Missed Flight

posted @ 10:50...

After being told I should be at the LZ no later than (a predetermined time), I packed my gear and got there at around 30 minutes prior. ...Just in time to see two helicopters take off. "No problem," I thought. "My flight doesn't leave till later."

But that was my flight. Turns out, the geniuses piloting those birds were an hour ahead of schedule, and didn't bother to stick around for those of us who needed to fly. Nor did they radio anyone and tell anyone they were ahead of schedule. Now I have no idea when I'm leaving, and I have a lot of work waiting for me back at my FOB. Oh well. There are worse places to be stuck. I'll just grab yet another book from the MWR and relax on the cot. And the food is definitely better here than at my FOB. Trying to stay positive... can you tell?