We made it to Kuwait. We’d been on standby for a few days with the usual hassles of transpo in and out of Camp B (weather and limited air assets). My trip was uneventful. All our bags made it as well. There was lots of sitting around and waiting (as always)…mostly in the sun or at least outside under a canopy to give a little shade. The Blackhawk ride out was clearly the bumpiest of the helo rides so far, but still no big deal. It was a nice feeling to be leaving Iraq.
Once we got back to Kuwait things went very smoothly. Brandon commented that he noticed a significant difference in how we were treated. Everything worked out as if people were expecting us and there were no hassles. That was a big change from what we had experienced on the way in to our final destination. Of course we all chalked it up to being back at an AF base. They just seem to care about people more. Dinner was a treat, not because the food was good, but because we had real flatware – not plastic. The plates were something we noticed as well; I was tired of flimsy plastic plates. I could go on and on about the small things like streets and sidewalks that we commented and smiled about, but I’ll stop here.
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