Tuesday, October 14, 2003

21:45, Kuwait. Slack day in Kuwait. Found our Repo Wife who took us shopping for additional sundries. Fans, flyswatters, raisins, coffee and a maker. We dropped the crap off at her place, then walked to the landmark Kuwait Towers. From the observation deck (120 meters of 187 total), we could see the surrounding haze for miles. Lunch at Chiles, where I decided not to have them sing happy birthday to George. Walked back to Kemper’s, got a fresh cab, then rode to a local Souq, for prayer beads and gold chains.

Returned in time for our pre-deployment briefing to learn that our country clearances have yet to be granted. We’ll be here another couple of days (at least). Dean gets something to do, in that he needs to go to the military hospital tomorrow for an MRI on his swollen ankle. He’s a bit depressed thinking that this may disqualify him.

We’re all a bit bummed that we won’t leave tomorrow. The longer we wait here, the less interesting Baghdad will be. What we know for certain is that there is little else to amuse us here.

Crap.