It is difficult to say that there is a typical day of flying here in Afghanistan. But it is not as though it is absolute chaos, either. On Thursday, Luc and I were to fly to four places: first Bamyan, then Herat, then Kanadahar, and back to Kabul. However, things being the way there are here, our routing was destined to change. Remember, we fly passengers for the UN. The first stop was to be a quick little hop over the mountains into thin valley oasis of Bamyan. Eight passengers...forty five minute flight. Instead (due to a departure delay and other circumstances), we flew to Herat, to Kandahar, then to Bamyan. Those eight passengers were granted a four hour tour over the desert mountains of western Afghanistan instead of their initial hilltop hop. Nevertheless, they are
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