Homeward Bound

Wow!!!

I have officially departed the WTF. I am currently in Kuwait and in the middle of my long journey home. It is a true feeling of relief, accomplishment and well WTF!!!. My trip from Baghdad to Kuwait was painless. I am almost half expecting a convoy in circles or better yet one from Kuwait to the WTF and then back to Kuwait. Today I woke up and I had nothing to do. I haven't seen Jake giving a rambling speech or dissappearing in our building for hours at end. I have also not seen hide nor hair of the Pie Eater and Two Bobs. I also missed my first beer thirty today. In some wierd way I kind of miss that place. It is like I have Stockholm Syndrome or something. (for those who do not get my off the wall humor Skockholm Syndrome is where a former hostage symathizes or relates with his or her captor or captors). In my case I like to call it WTF syndrome. WTF syndrome is something one suffers when he or she experiences the normal and logical and is very leary. I can honestly say that this morning I suffered a little from WTF Syndrome. I woke up and did not have to use bottled water to brush my teeth. WTF?!! I was also able to drink real milk and not something out of a box that has a shelf life of like twelve twinkies after a nuclear war, WTF?!! Nor did I have to deal with fat !@!@ civilians whizzing past me, with no passengers in their air-conditioned SUVs, as I do my impression of Laurance of Arabia, coughing up sand in triple digit temperatures, while I make my hike to the WTF, A real big WTF!!!!. All that is over. The WTF syndrome is quickly going away. I am very grateful for the friends I made in Iraq. I look forward to heading home to real beer, being able to drive places without six other vehicles and a PSD (personal security detail for those who are still learning military talk) and being able to dine without having to be armed. I will soon be on the other side.