'Our' ric was kept out mischeif by using 'em to clear the ice off our runway.
On the way down their TriStar had to divert, to Montevideo, I think. Night in hotel resulted in some all too predictable mayhem. A few nights after arrival some squaddies barricaded themselves inside one of the eleventy-twelve thousand bars on base. After 3 substantial fines for the ringleaders, and a weeks ice-scraping duties, they seemed well behaved. Their CO was a bit of an @rse though, particularly at one of the boozy quiz nights.
Happy days.
Last edited by Willard Whyte; 22nd Oct 2010 at 13:27.