I spent a week flying this a$$ around S. America in a C-21 when he was a 3-star.
It was a difficult mission from the start due to a hurricane in the Carribean. We stopped off in Aruba for the night and took off the next day. 30 minutes into the flight we got a master caution due to a battery overheat and had to divert back to Aruba for a couple days. He then decided to kick off our interpreter since he was taking up too much space which later caused communication/customs issues in Brazil. Since we had already made Doc so late on his trip he wanted to leave very early in the morning once the jet was fixed. We weren't able to get any food or water prior to the flight. We stopped in Brazil and all they had in the airport to eat was some animal they were cooking on a spit, I passed. On the same day heading towards Bolivia the exec came up and talked to us, we mentioned that it sucked we haven't eaten or had anything to drink in over 10 hours, she said, yeah that sucks. We landed after a long day in Bolivia and found out that Aruba had given Doc, his exec, and the now missing translator a bag of food each, half of which had not been touched! They never bothered to offer us anything despite knowing our situation. A couple days later in Quito, Ecuador the volcano (Agua Pinchincha?) erupted and blew ash west of the field towards our next destination. Doc accused us of already screwing up his trip and that we were going to make this happen. I'm not sure how many rules we broke, but it was a few. We finally reached his next very important stop in Ecuador. His important meeting was with an AT-37 for a joyride. At the end of 7 days he didn't even bother to say thank you or goodbye. He is the epitome of what is wrong with the Air Force and our promotion system.