As unhappy as I am to be without Mr. Bear, I'm very lucky that he can call and email me, which he's been doing every day so far. He says he's sure there'll be a day here and there when he can't for some reason or other, and I'm sure on those days I will be insane with worry. For now, things are good.
No pictures yet. He forgot to bring the cable thingie to transfer them from his camera to his laptop. That cable, it's so pesky. Anyway, I'm mailing him one, and some vitamins because he found out that everyone there keeps getting sick.
There are some cats roaming around that he's made friends with, somewhat reluctantly, you know, because he has to appear manly. There was one in particular, who looked up at him and tried to meow, but nothing came out. Bear patted him, and that was all it took for the poor creature to become rapturous and squirmy with love. Then he jumped up onto Bear's backpack (which was lying on a table and thankfully not attached to Bear) and started making biscuits. Bear could tell he wanted lots of love, but he was so dirty that he was kind of skeeved about touching him. Poor cats. At least they look well-fed (he says). Maybe I'll send some treats with the vitamins and cable!
Apparently, there's some sort of cafeteria where the locals go to eat, which is different from the cafeteria where the Americans go to eat, and rumor has it that you can get some pretty good Afghan food there. I hope he takes advantage of it! There's not much I'm envious of with this particular trip of his, but if I'm jealous of one thing, the Afghan food is it!
That's it for now. If I get any pictures, I'll definitely post them!