Thursday, June 12, 2008

hot

So I was asked yesterday if I could assist with a humanitarian mission today (Thursday) as a driver of one of the hummers. The mission entailed us delivering tents to a school in the village of Jabrail to be used as classrooms followed by a stop at the U of Herat to deliver food and other items to the students. Apparently Afghanistan also suffers from the starving college student syndrome. Then again, most of this country is probably very hungry most of the time.
Anyway, after spending over four hours in the driver seat and just as we were about to return to Camp Stone, our home camp, my legs started to feel very warm. Now, the weather outside the hummer was very f-ing hot while with air conditioning it was only f-ing hot inside the hummer, not the best air conditioning on the market and besides there is a big hole in the roof of the vehicle for the gunner, not the best way to keep the cold air inside I reckon. But the warm sensation I was feeling along my virile legs was caused by the engine overheating, as indicated by the temperature gauge being in the red zone along with the red overheat light. I had learned not too long ago that when this happens the remedy is to turn off the air conditioning and turn on the heat to cool down the engine, and this I did. Fortunately we could see Camp Stone by this point and so knew we would not have to endure this condition for too long, and it quickly went from f-ing hot to "holy shit how hot can it possibly get in here" in a matter of seconds.
But then the flatbed truck we were driving with apparently had mechanical issues and had to pull to the side of the road, and so we had to turn around and assist it as best we could... with the heat still on! And did I mention we were literally within spitting distance of Camp Stone. Why could that truck not have waited a couple more minutes to break down!?
Thankfully after a few minutes waiting around the Afghan Army returned to render assistance to their truck (they had practically abandoned their own truck and probably only returned because we had stopped following them) and we resumed our journey to our home away from home, and by this time the engine temperature had returned to normal and I quickly turned the air conditioning back on.
I guess people spend a lot of money to get to use a sauna, I essentially got paid to sit for over 4 hours in one!

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50% South African, 25% Belgian, 25% Russian; born in Lyon, grew up in Belgium, Ecuador and Venezuela; attended the US Naval Academy and spent 6 years in the Navy (3 in San Diego); transferred to the Navy Reserves and settled in Alexandria, VA

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