Jun. 23rd, 2010

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Port Hueneme: Nice and sunny and hot.  Got issued too many seabags of stuff I'll probably never wear, but made good friends :)  Wish I knew who's bright idea it was to send me from the East Coast to the West for inprocessing, though.

Fort Jackson:  Hot and humid.  Too hot and humid.  All it took was a walk to the galley to be drenched in sweat.  Met more new friends, and a former coworker, a girl I haven't seen since boot camp, and a Chaplain from when I was on the USS Ronald Reagan in rapid succession.  I haven't seen that many people from my past in ever.  It was good to catch up with them though.  I am now also in possession of a rifle, which isn't nearly as worrying a concept it was at first, and two more seabags worth of stuff.  Oh, and the internet sucked. 

Right now I'm in Kuwait, which is actually nicer in some ways than I thought it would be, and not in others.  For one, cots and portapotties are standard here.  And so are tents, which seem to attract crickets like nothing else.  Either that, or they simply liked this particular tent.  At one point, there were four of the bastards.  However, the galley is very, very nice- the food is actually edible!  And there's a Baskin Robbins inside!  I have to say, ice cream makes everything better. 



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