Firsts

Jun 14, 2005 19:54

Fuck me.

These past six days have been rough. I've had about a quarter of the rest time I'm supposed to, so I'ma go crash after some quick computer time. We've been on a commo blackout for three days now so this is one of the first things I've been able to communicate.

1. I have now received mortar fire. Check that off. I was about fifty foot away from the impact. There were two concrete barriers between the blast and me. It landed in the tent area (yes we still sleep in normal old GP medium tents) about three tents down from me. It was one of those movie like time freeze situations. Bang. Physical shockwave. Physical shock. reaction. corrected reaction. execution of reaction. thoughts. ok now breathe. ok screams means wounded. lets treat them. medics here. I'm on qrf (quick reaction force). lets go lets go lets go. and on.

1. Jenna spoke up twice now. She let a dump truck and a station wagon know that they were impeding my traffic and asked if they would kindly GET THE FUCK OVER.

1. Had my first cup o local CHAI. We stopped to check out a reputed whore house and instead went in to check out one of our guide/right-seat-rider's friends. his wife or mom or whatever served some unbelievably good chai and plum things. mmmmmmm. didn't see any real whores.

1. Observed as two 155mm howitzers bombarded a sunflower field. You're a REAL AMERICAN HERO, Mr. I-Blew-UP-some-farmer's-livelihood! This was where the mortar rounds came from. We shot at it two days later. hold the applause please.

Time for the email.

Later sweet lambs,

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