Monday morning (19MAY09), I woke up and ran 6 miles and REALLY needed to wash my PT uniform before packing it. It was discusting.
I said to myself–“certainly we won’t be leaving Iraq on the 20th!” I went right after my shower and dropped off laundry. The man at the counter said “maybe tomorrow night”, which would mean the night of the 20th.
By the end of the night, I realized that I lost the bet. I left the area for Kuwait before the laundery was even open. I was smart enought to just put T-Shirts and that smelly set of PTs in that bag–so I didn’t lose much.
The point is–is that the Air Force did a good job of getting us out of Iraq quickly. The ride on the airplane was hot and turbulant–but that has more to do with the weather in Iraq and Kuwait than it does the pilot.
So, here I am in Kuwait, waiting once again for the final flight home.
Pete says
Enjoy your time home!