The Adjustment
The worst surprise was the God-forsaken weather: heat, sandstorms, heat. It's been about 115 every day with sand that blankets the ground and the air. It's like sand fog all day. The early mornings are cool, so that's when I run.
There are hostilities outside of the base, near Abinyia and Fallujah. But I don't go out on those patrols. About twice a month I do take a convoy to Ramadi: very interesting. But I'm in an up-armored HMMVW, so relatively safe.
The days here are very long. Up at 5:30, run, 4-Ss, eat. Work at 7:30. Chow at 11:30. Work until 6:00. Chow. Work until 8:30 or so. Home, read for 30 minutes. Crash at 9:30. Up at 5:30; repeat.
So, as you can see, six months of this will have me very much appreciating days off and regular hours, and beer of course!
Pictures coming soon.
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