Baghdad - June 19, 2004

Hello, everyone!

Today is an impressive 111 degrees! There’s no better feeling than walking across a parking lot and feeling the heat and steam just rise up from the ground! I love it here!  My continuous prayer is that my AC unit in my tent doesn’t mess up this summer!  I checked out my Baghdad Donut and I am 41 percent completed with my tour! I have 38 days down and 55 to go…my replacement will be SSgt Watts from Shaw AFB, SC, so when I get in touch with him next week, I’ll know exactly when I can depart, I’ll just have to wait to arrange military airlift.  Back in March we deployed our RED HORSE squadron from Malmstrom to go to Al Udeid, Qatar (that was where my flight landed before I got moved up here to Baghdad.)  Anyway, they deploy in a group of 300 people and will fly straight from Qatar into Great Falls (they fill up an entire rotator with just their own guys), so my hope is that they’ll be due to head home about the same time as me, then I can just grab a C-130 from BIAP (Baghdad Int’l Airport) down to Qatar and then I’ll be able to head straight home. The way the RED HORSE guys work is that they are deployed on a mission (i.e. establishing a bare base location, making runways, etc.) they stay until they’re done, so they can either finish early or late…when I get a little closer I’ll try to make contact with them and see if I can bum a ride back stateside.  Today was rather routine…I had to escort media over to BG Kimmitt's office for a TV interview then we headed back over here to the convention center. I went to chow and had macaroni and cheese and chicken! (I’m so sick of chicken!!!).  I trekked back to the office and then “acquired” (we never steal!) the keys to a suburban and grabbed my chauffeur, Specialist Almengore, to drive me over to Titan so I could return the pay stubs for our translators.  We then went on a small journey trying to find where Saddam’s lions are, but we didn’t find them so I was pretty bummed.  No worries…I meant up with retired Marine “George” and he told me he’d show me where they are later today…I should have some good pictures of that tomorrow! Rumor on the street is the humane society people and the zoologist who is minding the lions had a big pow-wow because someone threw a dog into the lion’s den…I bet that fight lasted about 30 seconds! Anyway…there’s always something new here!  A few nights ago I woke up to the lovely sound of the sirens and the giant voice screaming “take cover, take cover, take cover” because some insurgents got bored and decided to start lobbing mortar rounds into the Green Zone.  I tell you what…you really have to be at peace with God because there isn’t a thing you can do about avoiding a mortar when you have no idea where it’s going to land.  No doubt you’ve heard on the news about all the explosions, etc., but I’ve been so far away from them I’ve really been left in the dark. Three more of the Army geniuses who abused prisoners at Abu Ghraib will go on trial here at the convention center, so next week will be horrible! I drew the unenviable job of court room check-in, so I get to ID all the media guys, etc. It’s a circus…there’s no other word for it!  Just one more historic thing I get to have a part in.  My boss, Lt. Col. Clutter, is leaving next week to head back stateside, so I have to go and meet my new boss at the bus tonight, Maj. Robyn Chumley. We’ll spend tonight showing her the ins and outs of the Green Zone. 

It looks like I’ll miss my off day this week because of what a busy few days we’ve had – crisis management is the only word for it!  Last night was surf and turf at the chow hall – I ended up eating rice! I don’t care much for fish (or any type of crustacean), so I went with the steak and rice…well I cut into the steak with my handy plastic fork and knife (note: everyone here takes numerous forks and knives on surf and turf night because we break them into bits!) and when my steak started “mooing” at me, I decided that I wasn’t that hungry anyway!   Here are some pictures I took on my way to turn in our translators pay stubs…

The Bagdad Convention Center where I work
Lastly, our Iraqi translators made a
potluck meal for Lt. Col. Clutter’s going away party…I actually ate the food and liked it! Check this out…

  God bless,                Andee

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