Greetings all,
Unfortunately it wasn't such an exciting day as far as adventure or recounting stories. It was pretty typical: breakfast, meetings, lunch, working, coffee, working, dinner, meetings, midnight chow, talking with my tent mate, blogging. I did snap two pictures of the inside of my tent just so you could get a peek of what transient life is like. It's not so bad, but if it was for months it could get pretty uncomfortable. I've tried to upload the pics, but it's not cooperating with me so I'll see if I can do that tomorrow. I will say this, my Mom taught me how to be tough, how to speak up, and how to be strong, but her idea of camping is Camp Marriott or Camp Sheraton. I really don't know how I have the penchant for lugging around 70+ pounds of luggage and body armor and "roughing it" around Iraq. As a matter of fact, now that I think about it, I'm not sure there are many folks on either side of my family who would ever consider doing that. It must have been a fluke in the my gene sequence.
Oh. I had ketchup flavored potato chips from the DFAC. They are made in the UAE and they were pretty good.
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