Just The Facts, Mam.

OK, so we've traveled from Ft Hood, to Bangor then to Ireland and then on in to Kuwait. We stayed in Kuwait for a week or so, just eating, sleeping and getting acclimatized to the environment. Then we took a C130 on in to Tallil Air Base near Nasiriyah. There we stayed for about 10 days, eating in the nice Air Conditioned Dining Facility and doing a detail here and there. But mostly, we just relaxed. It was real quiet there, with KBR houses for us to live in. We were 4 guys in a 2 man room. But it was dark and cool in there and the Chow Hall had everything you could imagine. We ate and drank and there was much rejoicing. Finally, the weather cleared and we got on some Blackhawks and cruised 30 minutes east over to a base near Amarah. And here we are. At first, we were in a tent on an Iraqi base, just living. I was one of the "lucky" ones to go to the desert. We lived in a hole out there. It's a bunker, really, next to an airfield. It looked like a rape room, because in both rooms in the bunker there is a hook screwed into the ceiling. We were told the hook was to hang lights and such. Yeah, right. This hook could support a heavy dude. No one around for miles... So, we settled into a routine of manning the mortar gun and pulling 50cal guard. We were 8 people, working 24-7. Each guy slept about 5 hours a day and it was hot. There was no way to beat the heat at all. After your shift you'd go down into the bunker and just sit or try to sleep. You could sleep, but you were sweating profusely. So after 1 hour or so, you'd wake, 5 lbs lighter and totally drenched. It's rough out there. But now, I'm in the city, guarding a fledgling base. We have internet, obviously, phones, AC and showers. It's Heaven, yeah! We'll all be going back out there soon enough, when this gig ends. But for now, I'm totally taking advantage. Our position out there has been invaded a few times...by camels and sand storms. It's really cool to wake up and see a thousand camels just silently moving past your position on their way to...somewhere. In both places, morale is high and people are smiling. Also, in both places, it's been very, very quiet. Almost, too quiet. Who knows what the future brings, and really, who cares. We're gonna be here in this country for a while. The Iraqis seem neutral about our presence. No one waves but no one flips us off, either. So, neutral is good, right? The city is very dirty and there is the ever-present smell of burning garbage, air pollution and burning poop. It's quite a smell, let me tell you. If you've ever been to Beijing or Seoul, it's like that, only 10x worse. It's crazy. But, the money is good, the food is bad and the streets are ugly. All in all, one helluva an experience. I'll update more when I can and put photos if possible. You should see the spiders here! As big as your hand, and they scream at you! The other night, on guard duty, 3am, I smelled...Mexican food! My mind and stomach went crazy! So, I went for the next best thing: an MRE. It means, Meal Ready to Eat. It was packaged 2 years ago and tasted OK. It's like Astronaut food, I guess. Not bad, full of calories and makes for a solid stool. Too much info, I'm sure. But I just report the facts. These are the facts and they are undisputed!