A young man's strange, erotic journey from Milan to Minsk...and apparently, back again.

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Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Chinook ride to Khost

The flight line at Bagram is a hub of activity--there was a number of helicopters doing flight prep when we found one heading where I needed to go. It was classic, since it's such a pain in the rear to get on a fixed-wing flight, yet just find a laid-back helo crew with some space and you're on your way.
Oh yeah, the weather up there. It was freaking COLD on that flight! Damn, that is one bad-ass wait, never mind. It's just me with some trick photography. The CH-47 Chinook is a very loud bird, so it was hard to hear, but two of my fellow passengers were homeboys: one was a cop from West Orange, NJ, and another was a retired NYPD guy from Queens. Great guys, they are busy training the new Afghan police force to learn some basics of policing, like not shooting themselves (which they do often).


Anonymous HotGiambi said...

Wow, Paco, you look like such a badass in that pic, I couldn't tell if it was you or Rick James through all that fogginess! I like that gorilla picture too. It reminds me of a funny article i just saw in the onion. Read it if you get a second ("I Enjoy the Occasional Tranq Dart"): Hope all is well. I'll be sure to check in often.

January 31, 2006 at 10:02 AM  

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