It gets in your eyes, ears, fibers of your clothes. EVERYWHERE.
This morning we woke up in Kuwait at this FABU resort on the water in Kuwait City. It was gorgeous...cabanas, pool, beach chairs. Kuwait City was like Miami meets Asbury Park. Bombed out beaches with ritzy hotels on them.
We drove thru town to the airport and headed off to a camp in the middle of the desert riding helicopters. This time there were no problems with engines. Once at camp the general was there to greet us and we got IED training. Those things are what blow up convoys in Iraq. After a brief Q&A session we hopped in HumVs with the marines for something like a war game. It was nutso. Very realistic and very scary. I can't imagine riding through town that way. These guys were ALL BUSINESS too. No chit chat. just business.
After that we ate some delicious MRE's and headed to learn about tanks and guns. I rode in a Bradley with my head sticking out the top, ala Dukakis, and shot an M14 and Sniper rifle. I am NOT a marksmen. I hated it. I only shot one round of the sniper rifle and said no way, no more.
then it was off in the black hawks to Kuwait to catch our plane. Right now I am in our next locale....can't say where, but tommorrow will be cool. I am visiting a mosque!
off to dinner then much needed rest. I have only had 6 hours of sleep since leaving FL.