Coming Home

Well here I am. The tour in Iraq is finally over. Finished the last mission. The next and last time I go out the wire will be on a airplane. Then on to Kuwait for a couple days, then to Baltimore. RON in Baltimore, with lots and lots of booze. Strippers!!! Or probably only two or three beers before I'm wasted. After Baltimore on to Boise. Finally home. Its been a long journey, one that started in the chilly winter month of Febuary and is ending in the chilly(at least in the states, its still hot as hell over here) month of October. From Camp Bullis, Texas to Tikrit, Iraq. Finally over. No more getting having to carry a weapon and ammo every where you go. No more wearing this damn helmet. No more tan, khaki and brown. No more sand. No more constantly being on edge. No more getting shot at. No more scanning for IEDs, no more getting blown up!!! No more Chow Hall!!! YEEEAAAH. As far as I'm concerned Iraq can kiss my ass. For a area that was supposed to be the birthplace of civilization these people sure are backwards. Where the United States was standards of living, sanitation, economically, cultural ect. back in the 1800s this place is today. It truely is Just Another Third World Arabian Shit Hole. It will be a little wierd coming home. Especially for the first couple days. Driving is going to be crazy. Be driving down the middle of the road, trying to run vehicles off the road, cussing at pedestrians, blaring the horn at everything, freaking out when someone puts on a turn signal. Yelling at the passenger to "Call that stuff on the side of the road in!!" "Hey get that guy". Scanning for IEDs or looking at bystanders suspiciously. Call the cops over some "suspicious looking roadkill". Might be a little intense for a while, a little wild eyed. I'll calm down after a while though. Just need some fresh mountain air and to see my friends and family again and I'll be as right as rain. A couple good brews wouldn't hurt either. I look forward to seeing every one in a couple days.
Ben



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