Day ten we were back in Bagram for our last scheduled show. It was our biggest show, unfortunately it was also our worst. About 10 minutes in, airplanes started taking off and helicopters circled overhead. I'm not kidding, it went on almost constantly and stopped right after the show ended. I swear the pilots in Bagram must hate us or something. Every time we try to get a flight out of Bagram it's delayed for some reason or another but as soon as we start a show, they're taking off right and left. It wasn't a bad show ...

Well, it only took nine days before I dropped the ball on my travel diary. I blame it mostly on difficult Internet access but there was also laziness on my part. I'll start getting the rest of my tales and pictures up over the next few days.

This morning we flew back to Bagram then caught a flight to Jalalabad. This first picture is of the airport just outside the base limits and the second is an aerial view of the first grass I’ve seen since I’ve been here. If you look closely you can see that every section of land is cordoned off by a wall- it’s like that all over Afghanistan. Some of these lots have properties on them but most don’t and I can’t quite figure out why so many barren sections of land have walls around them. On some flights they ask us what ...

Yesterday we rode in a convoy back to Bagram then hopped on a plane to Kandahar. Kandahar is farther south than the other bases we’ve been to and the daytime weather was in the 70’s so I was able to trade my heavy coat for my sarong and flip flops. I’m sure all the soldiers in their heavy gear hated me. I was given a driving tour of the base by some of the MWR (Morale, Welfare and Recreation) folks. They’re the ones who organize the shows and are sort of stuck babysitting us while we’re on their base. The highlight of the tour was their poop lake. Yes, it’s literally a lake of poop and as pleasant as it ...