I have slipped into the seventh circle of hell!
Posted by Rob Carey on Monday, August 10, 2009
I thought it was bad in Iraq. I got here and actually saw the recent effects of the madness that is Afghanistan. Remember the post where I told you about the 4 that died in a rocket attack over here and that a friend of mine was first on the scene? Well, I saw that friend this morning and he seemed very happy to see me. Probably because I was somebody he knew and had some stuff to get off of his chest. Well he did. He told me all about it, and I think my jaw was on the ground the whole time. I could see something in his eyes that made me think that he will have a hard time forgetting that day. It was on Father's Day. He commented on how that day won't be the same. I saw where it happened. I got really choked up when I saw it. Then later on into the night, which was last night, a mortar hit right outside the compound in front of the gym. I nearly wet myself! But amazingly enough, that will not keep me out of the gym! Nobody was hurt.
My room is a little bit bigger than a shoe box. I can't believe the size of this place. I put a picture of it on the photo page. I will have more later. To make matters worse, I am probably getting a roommate pretty soon. Two people living in a place too small for even one person. If two people stand right in front of each other, one's back would be touching the bunk bed and the other's would be touching what they call a closet. I'm ok with it by myself, because I don't mind small spaces, but two? That is pushing it a bit. There are people already going through this. 60 million dollars are being spent to improve the living conditions of detainees, why can't they throw some our way? Maybe I am missing something. I will be alright. Three months and it will be all over with. My job here will make time go by really fast. I thought I was busy in Iraq, but nothing compared to this. I can't believe the things that I have heard with my own ears already, and I've only been here two days! It will make an interesting story when I get back. One that I can't wait to tell. Well, duty calls. Until next time...
My room is a little bit bigger than a shoe box. I can't believe the size of this place. I put a picture of it on the photo page. I will have more later. To make matters worse, I am probably getting a roommate pretty soon. Two people living in a place too small for even one person. If two people stand right in front of each other, one's back would be touching the bunk bed and the other's would be touching what they call a closet. I'm ok with it by myself, because I don't mind small spaces, but two? That is pushing it a bit. There are people already going through this. 60 million dollars are being spent to improve the living conditions of detainees, why can't they throw some our way? Maybe I am missing something. I will be alright. Three months and it will be all over with. My job here will make time go by really fast. I thought I was busy in Iraq, but nothing compared to this. I can't believe the things that I have heard with my own ears already, and I've only been here two days! It will make an interesting story when I get back. One that I can't wait to tell. Well, duty calls. Until next time...