Peewee wrote:
I was 15 months at Incirlik, where were you at? I remember the bread, tea, pistachios, lamb, and the minaret across the street from the cop's barracks and rotating shifts. I used to know all the sites, but now only remember a couple.
The other side of the world. Made it to Spain on one "trip". None of the guys I know want to go back to T. Not a very friendly place to ....certain people.