The final morning in Nice before we head to the airport and fly back. We are back now, and it makes you stop and think when "home" means Kabul. But only for 30 more days, or as they say here, 29 and a wake up. No photos of the Kabul airport, where we arrived nearly an hour early and sat around the empty terminal waiting for a ride. After the sixth or seventh time, it starts to lose its charm. A quick shower and shave, and it's off to work. But the weekend - Friday - is coming up.
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