Another Day, Another Watch

I think I need to find a different way to refer to this place. Camp Beuhring just sounds too formal (besides it makes me think of President Martin van Burin who has nothing to do with the name). Calling it "a really hot, sandy place in the middle of nowhere in the Arabian desert" is kind of redundant and way too long to type. So I think I'll just call it Happyland!. Anyway, life here in Happyland! is not too bad. I already mentioned the food so I won't go into that more.

I went to church on Sunday. It was strange to be in a church service with only about 10 other people. Especially when 2/3 of them are armed. I have to say that if they did it that way back in the states, you would have a much smaller noise problem. Sunday best dress here is pretty much the same as everyday best dress. Since I had to go fly right after the service I was in my flightsuit. Not really fancy, but I'm pretty sure that God understands. You see, on any given day you can find me wearing either my flight suit if I'm going to be flying or my camoflauge BDUs (or DCUs as the Navy calls them) if not. The only other outfit I even have out here is one pair of jeans and a polo shirt. So my wardrobe is certainly not what you might call "varied".

All things considered, though, I really can't complain about Happyland!. Yeah it gets hot, but all of the buildings have air conditioning so it's not really like I'm out in the heat all day. We also have pretty free access to computers when we need it and I can even use the phone to call Tricia every once-in-a-while. Not a bad gig at all. I appreciate the comments and emails from everybody. I try to get back to them when I can. Looks like this is shaping up to be one heck of an adventure.