Dust Storm

So the other night when I finally got a chance to make the first post from here in the beautiful desert of Kuwait, I walked into the free internet cafe and it was nice and warm outside with a clear sky. When I left it was a completely different story. I coulnt see further than 5 feet in front of me and had no idea where I was on the FOB of ours. The wind was blowing pretty hard and the sand was kicking up into my face, into my nose and mouth, and everywhere else it could possibly go. But I guess I couldnt get enough of the sand that night becuase then I took my guys out to the volleyball court the next day to have a little morale boost during PT. Of course I was dominant and schooled them all on how to play like a champion. The best part about being a LT and outranking them is that I get to be the judge and make all the close calls, which of course went in favor of my team!

Tomorrow and the next day my platoon is going into another convoy simulator so we can practice our communication skills, reporting back to the base unit and the operations center, and our movement. It is all getting very repetitive but at least its a simulator indoors and that means there will be A/C. I much prefer that to having to wear all my gear in the increasingly hot Kuwaiti desert which is in the high 90s during the middle of the day. Besides the heat the only other annoying thing so far is the amount of time I have to go to the bathroom. I have been drinking so much water that not only do I have to go every other hour, but I have to get up in the middle of the night multiple times and go then too. It really sucks especially when Im sleeping like a rock, which doesnt happen very often because Im sandwiched by 2 guys that snore like friehgt trains. Oh well.