I arrived here in Iraq about 10 days ago after a long, two day long journey from Colorado Springs, to Norfolk, Virginia, through the nation of Qatar, then to Iraq, flying above the city lights of Baghdad on the way. Living in a tent and walking to a worksite 5 minutes away from my living area, I am working at a communciations squadron supporting communication systems for the U.S. Army and coalition partners. I’ve finally settled into a routine here at the base, enjoying free meals 4 times a day, all the gym time I could ask for, and a massage from the Iraqi barbers everytime I get a haircut (which I must say, is quite different). I currently work from 7 p.m to 7 a.m. and sleep during the 110 degree days. Fortunately, my tent is air conditioned, though power outages do occur for a few hours every other day. Despite the living conditions (which in no way resemble home), I am happy to be here doing my part for the cause of freedom.
