Rachrach
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 5, 2023
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It has been a long while but I reckon that now is a good a time as any to begin posting again. If I could remember my credentials I would not have to start anew. Anyway, my name is Rachamim, I am 57. I have not been back to Cambodia since 2015 but I am sure I will be back soon.
COVID Restrictions in Cambodia were among the worst on the planet. 2 week medical quarantine at a hotel, a 1 star outfit but charging 5 star prices. Then, if anyone in hotel gets a positive on the daily tests the 2 weeks begins anew for everyone! IF by chance there was a positive upon arrival from anyone on your flight you have to pay a bond of 1,400 per day (imagine?) so I had to stay away.
I have been thinking of going to Rajahstan in India, or in the former Innerline States. Might be nice just dealing with opium. Myanmar is now #1 in Opium Production now that Afghanistan is once again under the Taliban.
I have been Contracting, speaking of Afghanistan. Biden's horrendous debacle bought me a new Range Rover. NGOs & various diplomatic personnel needed to be yanked via Badakhshan into Tajikastan. Not much shooting, which is just how i prefer it.
Then, in August of 2021 I myself had to be snatched when some bug brought me to my knees. I thought it was the H Pylori that floored me in 2001 but when all was said & done I tested negative on H Pylori! Go figure.
Symptoms were similar except this time around I had Transient Psychosis. I remember seeing clouds & thinking they were the exhaust of UFOs that were making lined patterns. Because the firm is based in the US they flew me to Teterboro, a small private airport in New Jersey.
Foolishly, I asked for medical care in NYC. I was so out of it that they brought me to a hospital in the Bronx!!! I was thinking Travel Med but instead got Ghetto Med. My senses seemed to have been heightened, or at least I imagined them to be. I thought I could hear staff whispering about me,
"They always swear that they were addicted in the military..."
Why they would know that I was an addict is anyone's guess. Maybe I said it in the spirit of full disclosure. Maybe I said it outloud during a fever dream. Most likely I imagined it. I did not imagine my confrontation with Residents.
Luckily for me they had at least 2 male nurses from Israel my nation). They looked out for me until the firm sent a babysitter to handle any hiccups in my medical care. All in all I was out of play more than 2 weeks. The worst part is that could not ID the culprit!
By day 16 I was re-deployed to the same Theatre. Like Americans so often say, "If she throws you, hop right back in the saddle," or maybe that was from some porno. Make of it what you will.
COVID Restrictions in Cambodia were among the worst on the planet. 2 week medical quarantine at a hotel, a 1 star outfit but charging 5 star prices. Then, if anyone in hotel gets a positive on the daily tests the 2 weeks begins anew for everyone! IF by chance there was a positive upon arrival from anyone on your flight you have to pay a bond of 1,400 per day (imagine?) so I had to stay away.
I have been thinking of going to Rajahstan in India, or in the former Innerline States. Might be nice just dealing with opium. Myanmar is now #1 in Opium Production now that Afghanistan is once again under the Taliban.
I have been Contracting, speaking of Afghanistan. Biden's horrendous debacle bought me a new Range Rover. NGOs & various diplomatic personnel needed to be yanked via Badakhshan into Tajikastan. Not much shooting, which is just how i prefer it.
Then, in August of 2021 I myself had to be snatched when some bug brought me to my knees. I thought it was the H Pylori that floored me in 2001 but when all was said & done I tested negative on H Pylori! Go figure.
Symptoms were similar except this time around I had Transient Psychosis. I remember seeing clouds & thinking they were the exhaust of UFOs that were making lined patterns. Because the firm is based in the US they flew me to Teterboro, a small private airport in New Jersey.
Foolishly, I asked for medical care in NYC. I was so out of it that they brought me to a hospital in the Bronx!!! I was thinking Travel Med but instead got Ghetto Med. My senses seemed to have been heightened, or at least I imagined them to be. I thought I could hear staff whispering about me,
"They always swear that they were addicted in the military..."
Why they would know that I was an addict is anyone's guess. Maybe I said it in the spirit of full disclosure. Maybe I said it outloud during a fever dream. Most likely I imagined it. I did not imagine my confrontation with Residents.
Luckily for me they had at least 2 male nurses from Israel my nation). They looked out for me until the firm sent a babysitter to handle any hiccups in my medical care. All in all I was out of play more than 2 weeks. The worst part is that could not ID the culprit!
By day 16 I was re-deployed to the same Theatre. Like Americans so often say, "If she throws you, hop right back in the saddle," or maybe that was from some porno. Make of it what you will.
