Saturday, January 19, 2008

CRC

Well - it wasn't as bad as it might have been. They seem to have learned from their mistakes. I was pretty much done every evening by 1700, with the exception of "class day" when you learn (surprise surprise!) how to evaluate a casualty and perform first aid. I think I have performed this "common task" like 500 times in my Army career. Bleh.

Rooms were okay, there were four to a room and we each had our own locker. On my first day, I figured what the hell, and went ahead and made up my bunk IG standard, complete with hospital corners and everything. Figured maybe I would freak out my bunkmate a bit. Yeah - didn't work. I get back that evening, and he's made his the same - and more to the point, even though I think I saw the man like five times over the course of the week, his bed was always made IG standard, whereas mine, as anyone who has ever seen my beds (or rooms, or living areas, or frankly, anything of mine) realize that my bed got messed up very quickly. Oh well.

Nothing much to really report here - except that you DON'T have to fly out of CRC on the milair flight. I repeat - you DO NOT have to do this. I thought that that was just how it went - CRC -> Kuwait, no stops no breaks, do not collect $100. Well, needless to say it was a disappointment to find out that this was not true. Oh well, live and learn.

So our flight got delayed, three times, and the best part was that on Saturday I think I went back to my room and used the dryers there like three times to dry out my shoes and socks cause it was POURING! all day on Saturday. Puddles up to your ankles if you weren't watching where you were going. Bleck.

1 comment:

Carrie said...

I'm so sorry you had such a shitty time!