Sunday, July 12, 2009

In which I exit stage left

Up with the dawn patrol this morning.  The sea was black as the sun popped up over the horizon.  Managed to eat a few bites of breakfast and dutifully took my Malarone to ward of the evil malaria.  I'm a little tired, but ready to get the hell off here in another 4 hours, or so.  Stayed up kind of late last night doing laundry and watching a little British telly with the gun chief.  We spent a few hours trading stories and talking about the old days in this business.

Anyway, the seas are calm, my supply ship's ETA is 1100 hrs.  Jet boat is fueled up and we are ready to rock. 

I'll see all you cats on the beach, Tuesday.

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