Arrival Kuwait 18:30 7FEB06

My first orders overseas, issued over the intercom on our plane as we parked at the gate after landing in Kuwait:

"You will depart the plane and proceed directly to the buses, nothing else. No smoke break, no pictures, no nothing, just get on the buses; Its nighttime here so ..."

We got off the plane and proceeded to the buses. Small, with curtains drawn over the windows, the buses were the first sign we were 'not in Kansas anymore'. Before boarding the buses, the air was fresh and much more humid than in Yuma. Inside the buses, it was musty, dank, stale.

The seats were only big enough to seat soldiers under 5'10", so those of us a little taller had to jam our knees between our seatbacks and those in front of us. We drove around a bit, then stopped long enough for a couple of soldiers to get off for a basic issue of ammo for the trip ahead. As we departed, the driver, a local of undetermined nationality turned out the lights and American voice said, "Close all of the curtains!"

By Bert Stover |  February 15, 2006; 9:58 AM ET  | Category:  Departure
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Posted by: soldier! | February 16, 2006 07:57 PM

From my journal - written on Feb 9, 2003...

While on the flight over, dinner was served and as we at it and watched Eddie Murphy and Owen Wilson in "I Spy." The movie stopped and the pilot came over the intercom: "We are going to ask you to close all the window shades and we are going to turn off all the cabin lights for our approach into Kuwait." It was 10:28pm Kuwaiti time. The cabin became very dark. This was the first indication that this was for real. We still had another 30 minutes to go before we would land, but this snapped people into realizing that we were heading into the real thing.

We landed at 10:56pm (Kuwaiti time) and were told that we were at ThreatCon C (threat condition) - no formations, no saluting. We grabbed our bags and moved passed a vehicle with a soldier in it who was taking our names to begin inprocessing us. We were put into another bus. We were at Kuwait International Airport. We all moved into a large Bedouin tent where we were briefed on basic information. We all then moved into another tent to rest for an hour until we were called to come unload the bags and reload them onto some trucks for their trip across the desert to our new home.

Posted by: | February 23, 2006 03:17 PM

that was my comment...(above)

Posted by: CW3 Gordon Cimoli | February 23, 2006 03:17 PM

Passed is as in passed time. Walking by something is PAST.

Posted by: | February 23, 2006 06:06 PM

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