Day off

Not much to tell... joined the Muslim world in a holiday today. Well, not a holiday exactly for me... I spent most of the day going through each tape shot by shot and transcribing each interview. It's the worst part of the job. Every time I travel I promise myself that each night I will go over that night's footage so I'm not faced with 10 tapes. The same promise I used to make about the televised lectures at Carleton. But same result... day before exam with a pile of 15 hours to watch. Here at least I have an excuse--after a trying day in the sun, dust, and dangerous streets of Kabul (more due to the insane driving than the terrorists), the last thing you want to do when you come home is more work. 

There is a half-decent gym in the hotel. One day I will try it out.

One day.