Home, sweet Kyrgyzstan

I arrived at my transient way station who knows how many hours ago (I think it's around 24 by now). The hours and days run together- probably because I am trying to keep up with all of the different time zones in my head and because I only got sporadic sleep on the planes over here. We got in at 3am local time and it was go, go, go for 12 hours or so. Then we got some down time and of course I slept, which isn't going to help me get on the right sleeping schedule at all! So now it's night time here and I'm wide awake, so I figured I would show you my humble (temporary) abode:

Yes it's dark, but I know you can make out tents. Those are what we sleep in, and you only have to share with about 45 other people... I also decided I would use my free time this evening to shower. Bad idea! They do a great job running A/C in the buildings here, so naturally the tiny building converted into showers is freezing at night! And there's a nice layer of water on the metal floor 24/7 to insure the that you have the most unpleasant time getting into, and out of the shower! And you wonder why the boys don't mind being stinky..! 

Aside from the wonderful Military living the scenery here isn't bad at all. They have some pretty trees that although I don't know the name, I'm fairly certain we have growing in the PNW as well. The differences I've noticed are: 1. The unimproved quality of roads and buildings off post 2. There are huge grasshoppers. I'm talking three inch grasshoppers! Thank goodness bugs don't bother me (for the most part). 3. Everything here is written in Russian 

For most things it's not an issue- clearly I can tell that that is soap (although I think they're tricking us into using dish soap as hand soap). But for some things, I have NO IDEA what they are or what they say. Maybe I should dig into my USSR roots and learn the language? If I have this much down time and a better Internet connection at my final stop I will definitely consider it!

 I would say I'm going to go explore, or eat (foods available 24/7 here because of the odd hours) but I forgot my PT Belt in my duffel bag, so I'll have to wait until I'm brave enough to embark without a piece of my non-duty uniform (Essentially I'm forgetful and I don't want someone pointing it out haha). So in the meantime I will be sitting in the tent I share with 45 other women, trying to get my Internet to work and waiting for a decent hour so I can talk to Matt. 

Enjoy your warm showers, and non-wool blankets!!