"Quite."
“luck” for them that the missile came down inside the syrian border just imagine they would have hit a turkish village.
My wife's Norwegian cousin owns a place in Turkey and loves it. The locals are friendly and he has never felt threatened or intimidated. Common sense seems not to be so common in this area of the world, but Turkey seems to hold the bulk of it...
Too bad about it hitting a Syrian village. I heard about the 20 killed and had hoped that they were the Syrian troops and rocket scientists who were trying to launch it.
"Quite."
How do you say “Mulligan” in Arabic?
Colonel, USAFR
Don’t you hate it when that happens?
The cab driver got out, demanded much more money then what we had agreed upon, talked to the guard who was dressed up like a ROTC recruit with a white helmet and a white over the shoulder belt that made him look like an 8th grade crossing guard, and with his weapon now off his shoulder, told us that we were going to have to pay the “new” rate.
Sort of hard to argue with when the driver was smirking and the guard was aiming his weapon at out bellies. We paid and they split their take. Turkey can go to hell.
Jumped a MAC flight the next morning and spent a wonderful week outside Athens in a hotel that was for Air Force officers but took care of us Army types after I peeled a twenty off a small roll of singles underneath it. We had a suite,,,and it was sweet!
Radicals were bombing US POVs, but we lived like kings for a week while hitting the islands, the Acropolis, the first Olympiad site. We jumped another MAC to Tel Aviv a few days later, took an Egged Bus Line to Jerusalem and stayed in a clean YMCA, right across from the King David Hotel where Begin and the Irgun took out an entire wing of the hotel back in the late 1940s and killed about 80 or so Brits, Arabs and some Jews who worked there.
Saw the first Star Wars movie in a quonset hut in January of 1978 in Jerusalem, made all the more interesting while female soldiers with short-barrel automatics searched kids’ school bags and old men and women with long and heavy coats. I don't remember the movie since all I kept on thinking was “Man, I hope they found any bombs that might have been under a seat or two!” A year later while I was back in the States did I finally see the movie again without sweat running down my back.
Ah yes, the good old days.
Let's just say it was an interesting time. Oh yeah, and I still hate Turkey.