To add to the excitement, my kid has flown the coop! She's picked up her stakes and headed West for work as I did when I was but a year younger. I was anxious to get out and find my own place in the world, and I wasn't surprised she followed suit, but I am sad I was overseas when she left. I'm sure a visit out West is in the cards next time I get back to Canada.
But I'm still here in Tanzania, well into an eight week tour. I've signed off one new commander and there's two more in the works, plus with some OPCs, SAR Training and line checks, I've been getting airborne quite regularly. Line flying has increased as well, and it all amounts to doing more of what I love. All the recent fears over security seems unjustified, as I go about my business as I have here since the beginning. The National airline departing Mtwara yesterday returned in short order with one engine obviously given up the ghost, so there is excitement, but to be honest, as my concentration is interrupted yet again by the intermittent yet incessant "Allahu Akbar" call from the loudhailer adjacent to my window, I'm ready to head home and just chill for awhile.

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