Crossposted from my other home…
Kentucky. $#!^! I’m still only in Kentucky. Every time I think I’m gonna wake up back in the desert. When I was home after my first tour, it was worse. I’d wake up and there’d be nothing. When I was here, I wanted to be there. When I was there, all I could think of was getting back into the desert. I’m here a week now. I’m waiting for a mission – getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker. And every minute Taliban Achmed squats in the bush, he gets stronger. Each time I looked around, the walls moved in a little tighter.
– Adapted from Apocalypse Now.
Right now I really am in a hotel room in Kentucky, waiting for the call to head over to Ft. Knox and board the plane to take me in theater. However, I am enjoying the solitude. Said my goodbyes to the wife and dogs yesterday, and now just waiting for the call to head over to the base. I was actually over there this morning filling out some paperwork and getting my Eagle Card (like a credit card). I also got to interview the CSM of the 3rd ESC that I will embed with first, but because of some technical difficulties, it may take me a day or two to figure out how to get a post up on it.
As I noted on my Facebook page the other day:
Inventory of electronics: 2 kindles (1 fire, one touch), 1 MacBook Pro, 1 iPod, 1 digital video camera (GoPro), one digital still camera, 1 blackberry, about 17 cords. That’s just the computer bag. It’s almost as if the Spartans didn’t do it quite like this.
A bit different than my last trip over there. No rifle (that makes me unhappy.) But, no privates and specialists to worry about either. No commander riding me, no LTs getting lost (just kidding). Just me, which is pretty sweet. My travel in theater will likely be waiting for a bird to take me where I need to go, but I have my laminated letter from the ISAF Public Affairs that is apparently a golden ticket.




