Subic. Shit. I'm still only in Subic. Every time I think I'm gonna wake up back in the jungle.

Three days of liberty in a nasty third-world hell hole. There's nothing here but hookers and beggars and cheap beer. I guess I'll go out on libo anyway, just to stretch my legs. But if you transplanted the best restraunt in town back to Okinawa, I'd warn people to avoid it.

Plus I got a nasty sunburn from running on the flight deck earlier, which has put me in a foul mood.

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