And we're off! Today all the aircraft flew on to the boat. Er, that is, all but two. One we were planning to leave behind, because it needs a lot of work, and we don't particularly need it. The other one, well, as it fired up the engines for the fly-off, it blew a hydraulic line. Whoops. That's something the rear party can work on, as we need a new line fabricated, which takes a couple of days.

Tomorrow I walk up the gangplank, leaving my computer locked in the barracks. Normally I check my email with obsessive regularity, but for the next few weeks, all correspondants are advised to use my military email account. I don't think it prudent to publish that a public forum for every spam-bot to harvest, so if you wish to email me, ask my parents for the correct address.

Annoyingly, I still don't know whether I'll be day shift or night shift on the boat, so I don't know if I should be trying to reset my sleep schedule. There's also been a suggestion that I should be swing shift, which strikes me as being the worst of both worlds. I'll just try to stay adaptable, and drown my sorrows with lots of delicious water that tastes vaguely of JP-5.

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