I was feeling pretty sad last night as Beau left me at the airport. Was I ready for this? What was I doing? But as I waited for my flight, the deserted airport made me feel like a pioneer, an adventurer. I realized how lucky I was just to be on the brink of heading to Africa and decided to make the most of it. My flight to Paris was fine, just a little bouncy.
I met Julia in Paris just as the plane was boarding. We got on and I was in a middle seat in the back of the plane. Just before we took off, the came though and sprayed with bug spray! They walked up and down the aisles twice, saturating the air.
The plane made really bizarre noises as we took off, but once we got in the air it was fine. We chatted for a while and then I watched most of "music and lyrics" before falling asleep around 3am. I woke up around 4am because it was freezing. Julia turned and told me she was too cold to sleep and I chattered my teeth in agreeance. We then suffered through the next 3 hours, only to emerge into the amazing heat of Djibouti.
At 0730, it was hot – africa hot. And it just got hotter from there. We were met at the airport by two navy folks that were really, really friendly. They drove us the 5 minutes to the base and we got to see a little of the local town along they way. It was mostly tumbleweeds, goats, and trash. MMmmmm.
Then we were shown to our tent. I have the most disgusting corner! Here are some pics.
I spent the rest of the day working, meeting people, touring the base, and finally taking a scalding hot shower (there was no other option). I forgot to bring a blowdryer, but it didn't matter since my hair was dry within about 5 minutes of getting out of the shower. Instead of feeling the heat, I am just fascinated by it.
However, there is air conditioning blasting inside of every building, including our tent. I am worried it might be too cold to sleep. I'll let you know tomorrow!