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[Deleted member 43454]

Lmao well, it was meant as a place for R&R I suppose. Who the lucky men on the front line who got to purposefully sent there must've been High Ranking. Resort of sorts, with AF guarding the spot. "An We just happened to be fortunate that the shit storm we were going into was bad enough we had to detour for an un-expected vacation before we dove in. :p

They even had the whole water basketball hoop set up. Lol.

Anyway sorry I feel like I'm really spamming the shit outa HoldenMonty's intro here.

 

[Jimmy1]

Welcome buddy, join the clan

 

[Spock]

Lmao well, it was meant as a place for R&R I suppose. Who the lucky men on the front line who got to purposefully sent there must've been High Ranking. Resort of sorts, with AF guarding the spot. "An We just happened to be fortunate that the shit storm we were going into was bad enough we had to detour for an un-expected vacation before we dove in. :p

They even had the whole water basketball hoop set up. Lol.

Anyway sorry I feel like I'm really spamming the shit outa HoldenMonty's intro here.

Somewhat Doc: the rank was (ugh) USAF fighter mafia & reserve/guardsmen cargo flyers on 90-day rotations but the majority were still (more ugh) enlisted personnel and support types. They don't fill an Air Base with O's, most only carry pistols. The rest of the rank went forward with their service. That place was hotter than shit! So a BBall hoop & a pool would be a prime location. It was Spring Break!!! Again, sorry Monty...

 

[Deleted member 43454]

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Somewhat Doc: the rank was (ugh) USAF fighter mafia & reserve/guardsmen cargo flyers on 90-day rotations but the majority were still (more ugh) enlisted personnel and support types. They don't fill an Air Base with O's, most only carry pistols. The rest of the rank went forward with their service. That place was hotter than shit! So a BBall hoop & a pool would be a prime location. It was Spring Break!!! Again, sorry Monty...

Hahaha ah cool deal. Yea no kidding! It was a night. When I opened the tent in the morning and the sun was up... It was white hot...literally. Couldn't believe that shit. Had to wear sun glasses or else it just hurt my eyes so bad I couldn't look up. I think that's why I have to sleep cold as f*ck. I have to have the AC on full cold 64 degree's. Maybe it's to avoid night sweats idk but either way I sleep longer cold. Iraq heat, Kuwait blow dryer wind in your face, Qatar was like being on Mars, Afghan 140 degree's couldn't even sleep under a tarp on a cot naked. Kyrgyzstan cold as satan's asshole.

 

[Spock]

...Kyrgyzstan cold as satan's asshole.

:LOL::ROFLMAO:
Now that you blinded me with that memory, I had to do the sunglasses thing there too! And also, I remember my first day walking around and my T-shirt wasn't tucked into my shorts and some Qatar-stationed wad gave me shit. But that was kewl though, I was an FNG on their AC-beer-drinking-non-combat-turf still waiting to deploy forward to my spot. Man I wish I could meet that dick now. Still, we didn't really care about that kinda shit in the combat zone, cutting to the chase, luxury was defined differently.

 

[Jimmy1]

What amazed me was the seasons, there were two in Baghdad, Hot and dry, 47 in the shade, then there was two weeks of wind so strong it blew our OP off the roof of Baath Party HQ, then cold enough to freeze the water on the LZ.

 

[dutchiedelta]

Anyone that's ever been in the Hamsin understands why murderers get pardoned. If they commit a murder after two weeks of Hamsin the judge tends to be lenient.
Drives you completely mental to be in continuous fiery hot blowing wind.
You can't hear anything but that wind blowing in your ears till it hurts.
Can't breathe through a hankie. Fine red dust creeps in everything.
After a week you can't trust your senses anymore.

 

[5line]

shnazzy tent! when i was there it was a plywood roofed structure

 

[Deleted member 43454]

:LOL::ROFLMAO:
Now that you blinded me with that memory, I had to do the sunglasses thing there too! And also, I remember my first day walking around and my T-shirt wasn't tucked into my shorts and some Qatar-stationed wad gave me shit. But that was kewl though, I was an FNG on their AC-beer-drinking-non-combat-turf still waiting to deploy forward to my spot. Man I wish I could meet that dick now. Still, we didn't really care about that kinda shit in the combat zone, cutting to the chase, luxury was defined differently.

Lol yea, that's for sure I feel your pain. Always somebody with titanium knee pads ready to tell you to remove those cool guy shades from your head.

 

[Deleted member 43454]

What amazed me was the seasons, there were two in Baghdad, Hot and dry, 47 in the shade, then there was two weeks of wind so strong it blew our OP off the roof of Baath Party HQ, then cold enough to freeze the water on the LZ.

I was fortunate. By the time I got to Baghdad so much had been accomplished by those before me. We did patrols for two months before we came on orders for Helmand. The highlight of my time in Baghdad was as follows :

- Buying an Iraqi donut at an all stop. (Bad idea) I bit into it and a liquid substance squirted into my mouth it was super gay. Next thing I know I have an uncontrollable urge to take a shit...like bad...I'm praying in the gunner hatch. So right before we go down this Black Route... there was no way I was getting out and taking a shit in that neighborhood. Long story short we rolled out of there with the driver, "It tastes like you just shit in my mouth!" and TC hanging out their doors vomiting from the smell. We had a female medic and she got up on the gun while I wrapped my legs with the elastic bandages and put my filthy pants back on. Disgusting, I know.

Thought I'd share that with you guys. :P

- "Dead dog...number one hundred and nine..."

- There was a dead white horse in the median of the highway. With another white Horse standing next to it not knowing what to do I suppose. Just looked odd to me in that hot ass sand.

 

[Jimmy1]

The range at Kuwait prior to flying over the border. It was 57 deg, probably because of the reflection from the sand. The white tents with aircon in them blowing hot air. I used to wonder why people wore gloves until I touched the sand, could fry an egg on it.

I often could not tell which was worse, a hot spent shell from the Minimi or the sand. I know, nothing makes you dance like Michael Jackson better than a few rounds down your shirt, trapped because of copious amounts of shit you have strapped to you.

f*cking Memories.