370 and counting...
Jul. 12th, 2013 08:27 pmSometime during this past week, I spent my 365th day in Kazakhstan. That year was not accumulated consecutively, of course, but in spurts of 30-40 days, over the years. Give or take, that's 10% of the decade or so that's elapsed since I first arrived to support the tail end of the AMC-9 campaign at the end of May 2003.
Owing to the specialized circumstances of my employment (I only work "trilingual" campaigns, which are not very common, and far from all of them, moreover), my "anniversary" doesn't hold a candle to the amount of time some of the other folks around here have spent at Baikonur. So it's a rather modest milestone, but mine own.
A number of people left for Moscow today, and since the lead interpreter was among their number, that left me as the new lead interpreter, albeit of a one-man department. I managed to handle the issues that cropped up today, although if truth be told, there really weren't too many to deal with.
I just received an invitation to go visit the Pinkertons at their digs at the Polyot. Something about Tequila Sunrises.
I feel I must go, if only to observe.
Owing to the specialized circumstances of my employment (I only work "trilingual" campaigns, which are not very common, and far from all of them, moreover), my "anniversary" doesn't hold a candle to the amount of time some of the other folks around here have spent at Baikonur. So it's a rather modest milestone, but mine own.
A number of people left for Moscow today, and since the lead interpreter was among their number, that left me as the new lead interpreter, albeit of a one-man department. I managed to handle the issues that cropped up today, although if truth be told, there really weren't too many to deal with.
I just received an invitation to go visit the Pinkertons at their digs at the Polyot. Something about Tequila Sunrises.
I feel I must go, if only to observe.