TSoAL Chapter 33, Part 2: A Walk in the Park
Well, I guess Token Turk couldn’t even do ONE LITTLE THING RIGHT. (Man, foreigners, amirite?)
The helicopter doesn’t have permission to go up the mountain for two days.
Ah well, I don’t suppose 48 hours is a long time to postpone the trip. They can just chill at the hotel—
“Let’s go!” said Murphy, slapping the table with his palm. “We can’t waste time here. We have to find someone with horses who can pack us in.”
So instead of waiting a mere two days (what, is the ark’s expiration date approaching?), the team sets out at the crack of dawn, walking with horses up the mountain.
Being a suspicious, controlling jerk, Murphy falls back to watch everyone else walk ahead of him. (And/or to stare at Isis’s ass.)
Fearless Gum-Popping Leader and Señor SEAL have taken the lead and are both carrying machine pistols.
Murphy didn’t want to know how they’d got the weapons into Turkey.
Pfft, since when has Murphy given a damn about international law?
The Nerd is trying to read a book, natch, and…
…[The Nerd] was curiously uncommunicative.
It’s called introversion, Murph. You should look into it sometime, what with your habit of talking…and talking and talking and talking.
[The Nerd] was clearly as fascinated by the possibility of finding the ark as Murphy was, but Murphy suspected he was put off by the spiritual underpinning of their quest and preferred to keep his thoughts to himself. Fair enough, Murphy thought. Plenty of time for talking later.
Plenty of time for proselytizing later. FTFY.
Hey! Murphy IS ogling Isis:
…Murphy marveled again at her reserves of strength and endurance. He also marveled at her wild, natural beauty…
Yadda yadda yadda
Oooo, but Murphy isn’t the only one taking a gander—Larry the Photo Guy is taking extra pictures of Isis. I’d say that’s kinda stalkery, but a) Isis has already given her permission and b) I actually find it a bit sweet, under these very specific circumstances and c) the only reason Murphy notices this at all is that he is being stalkery to Larry.
They end the day at Camp 1, which is at about ten thousand feet. Murphy
“explains” dictates that the next day, they will use the horsies (and the horse dudes, who don’t rate names) to transport their supplies up to Camps 2 and 3. This will take a series of trips.
Man, it was so much a better idea to do this than to wait for the permit to clear, Murph! Just imagine, now you can sleep on rocks instead of in beds for TWO MORE NIGHTS. Now you can trek back and forth and back and forth on your feet, instead of letting a giant helicopter do the work.
You’re a real leader of men, Murphy.