Huge 72 and Omega, wet windy and NOISY! Who is going to forget the BFOT, with the banging of the bloody door and the snoring going on at all times of the day? When we were shifted to Karachi, I thought we had won the lottery. That was until the local loonies tried to blow up the "hotel" (ex-Officer's Mess during the Raj) with its own mosque in the grounds. The reason we didn't all get blown up? According to the EOD boys they used a scabby local 9v battery instead of a Duracell!! If Thumrait was vaguely uncomfortable, Karachi was *****ng dangerous. I was glad to be back in the BFOT when they decided that landing the military goods intended for use in Afghan at Karachi was indeed too dangerous.