Life: Idiotropic

With a two hour distance between my Valencia life and my husband's job, I rarely get a glimpse of the military life or the comings and goings of airplanes that were once the white noise in our home.

Today I drove down to meet with some of the American spouses at a fabulous little coffee shop in Albacete that serves delicious home made chocolates as well as flavorful savory treats.  We sat, talked, and ate as women do when we get together and good-humoredly griped about the many challenges of living in Spain.  We were like a support group sharing our "personal testimonies" of what "Spain" has done to us.  Yes, we all love this country in some ways, but we all have had frustrations and sharing those somehow makes us feel a little less picked on.

I had a few minutes to stop and visit Kirk at his work where we walked out to the parking ramp to see the jets take off.  The ramp was filled with fighters from several nations:  Poland, Germany, Italy... may be others.  It is impressive to see them all take off at once and they were scheduled to take off now.  The pilots all stood by waiting in their gear hot and impatient.  They were ready to go.

These are all the photos I got.  A hydrazine leak brought our firetrucks and stalled the takeoff until after I'd gone home.