Life in JBB - Showers

As Army showers go, the ones we have here are pretty ordinary.  We not not have plumbing in our CHUs, so one must leave their CHU if they want to use one of them.  The showers are in large trailers that have about 12 sinks and 12 showers, each shower covered by a cheap and rather uninteresting shower curtain.  Yes, they are in ordinary free-standing trailers and there are lots of them around the post, especially near the living quarters, though some are in pretty random places.

 

To get to the trailers closest to me, I have leave my CHU and walk about 2 minutes across a large gravel lot.  When I go to shower I usually wear flip-flops and Army Shorts and an Army T-shirt. The walk is very annoying for a lot of reasons.  First, flip-flops and gravel don't go well together.  Second, if it has just rained, flip-flops and mud and puddles really don't mix.  This is especially true for the way back after I have showered and have to return back to my room by slogging through all mud again.  Third, sometimes it is just cold and who wants to go leave the building in the cold to shower? And who wants to walk back in the cold after a shower? 

 

The trailers are almost always clean.  And while that is a good thing, they are always clean because there is always someone there cleaning them.  There is always a TCN (third-country national) trying to wipe down the sinks or squeegee the floors while you are there.  They are really polite and don't get in the way, but they are always there.

 

There is usually hot water, but not always. Once in a while I was forced to make do with a cold shower.  But that's rare.  It is also pretty rare that you have to wait for a sink or shower.  Actually, that has never happened to me.  Usually, when I go, there aren't more than three or four people using the trailer.  So it is not that bad. 

 

Now you know how I shave, shower, and brush my teeth each and every morning. 

Weekend getaway

I was able to spend the weekend in VBC - Victory Base Complex in Baghdad.    I got to see some of Saddam Heussain's palaces and the compound.  It was good to get away from JBB.  I'm back now. 

Life in JBB - Clean hands

Each DFAC (Dining Facility) here (and there are four of them) has an antechamber with about 15 sinks and lots of paper towels that all have the consistency of toilet paper.  Everyone washes their hands before entering the DFAC to eat.  Hand washing prior to meals is not normally that interesting, but in this case it is because there is no such room with sinks in any of the DFACs in the US that I have been to.  I guess that you are expected to come to DFACs in the US with clean hands, whereas here, people may be coming from the field with dirty hands.  So the sink room is something you only see here.  Perhaps it is related to the dirt. And almost everyone entering the DFAC uses washes their hands - the soldiers, the TCNs (third country nationals from places like Nepal, Uganda, or Bangladesh), the locals, and the US civilian contractors.  I have actually seen people make nasty remarks when people just walk in to the dining room without washing their hands (I witnessed this personally). 

 

On a related note, though I don't like using the stuff, hand sanitizer is fairly ubiquitous.  Wherever you go, every office, latrine, room, etc, has hand sanitizer.  The USO put it in the little kits they gave us, it comes in care packages, they are attached to the latrines, and they are generally all about.  I have a bottle on my desk.  I got new bottles as part of a "flu kit" that just contained hand sanitizer and cheap tissues.  It is quite normal for people to asent-mindedly use some while standing by a desk, in a meeting, outside, or wherever. I caught myself doing it yesterday.  Actually, I think I have used so much hand sanitizer at this point that I can tell the difference between the different brands by the way my hands feel a few seconds after rubbing that stuff on them.  Some brands leave your hand feeling refreshed in that alcohol wipe sort of way, others leave your hand feeling sticky, and others have moisturizer. 

Life on JBB - Coffee

Here on JBB we have many coffee options. For starters, each of the four DFACs (Dining Facilities) has coffee machines and to-go cups. So you can get regular coffee there. They actually only have regular coffee - none of that "unleaded" stuff, as some here might call it. Actually, two of the DFACS have two coffee machines: the first is labeled "regular coffee", the second is labeled "strong coffee".

The DFAC closest to my room has the worst coffee of the four DFACs on JBB and their to-go cups don't work well either. They have those Styrofoam cups with those clear flat plastic lids that belong on cups of soda and always manage to drip. The DFAC nearest my work makes a pretty good coffee and they also have decent to-go cups too. The good cups are those paper cups with white plastic lids with the little hole for drinking. The DFAC I usually go to for lunch has good coffee but bad cups. I try to take a stash of the good cups with me to use in the morning when I make my morning coffee. I also try to grab a whole bunch of those tiny little cups of flavored creamer that they have. Those do not need refrigeration, so I can keep them in my room. I do not have a refrigerator, so I cannot take milk back to my CHU.

In my CHU I have a French Press to make coffee, and I also have a plastic thingy that makes a good drip coffee, like a coffee maker would. I have plenty of regular coffee maker coffee around. I use the French Press on Sundays when I have some time to clean it. I prefer French pressed coffee, but without a sink, cleaning the press is annoying and time consuming. Mostly I make instant coffee. Starbucks has good fine powdery instant coffee that I was sent (THANKS!). I am growing to like that (and also running out; hint hint). I have those tea-bag-like Folger's instant coffees which are OK too in a pinch.

There are also at least two stores that sell coffee here on JBB. First there is a Cinnabon store near the PX where you can buy a fairly decent cup of coffee and there is at least one and maybe more, Green Beans Coffee, one (I think) on the Air Force side of the FOB and the other on my side but inside an Air Force compound.

My office also has a few coffee machines, but for some reason I have never had coffee from them. Believe it or not, I'm trying to cut down.

Thanksgiving

Yesterday was Thanksgiving here as well.  As you can imagine the Army does celebrate it.  We alas did not really do too much it honor of the holiday.  I was out of work by 6 PM, which is 1-4 hours earlier than normal.  We noticed throughout the day that other Army units we needed to coordinate with were not picking up the phone or answering emails, leading us to believe that many units were celebrating Thanksgiving more than we were. 

 

I did get to participate in an Army Thanksgiving tradition where the officers (including yours truly) served food to the enlisted soldiers.  So I served corn, green beans, and turnip greens (whatever those are) for about 45 minutes. Typically enlisted soldiers serve the food, though the past few years the trend is to hire civilians to serve the food.  Most of the food service here is done by TCNs (Third Country Nationals); these are non-Americans, non-locals. So we relieved them of their serving duties for lunch.  It was much less stressful than my regular job.   

interesting post

Dad forwarded me this Interesting post.  The comments seem to generally reflect a very poor understanding of what goes on here. 

Torah Scrolls

I dot recall ever seeing a torah scroll on an army base or here in Iraq, so this is interesting.

Life in JBB - Part 2 - Dirt

It is hard to imagine JBB without thinking of the dirt.  It is not that things are dirty or messy, but everything here is covered with a fine layer of some kind of powdery dirt or dust or fine sand or something.  I am not quite sure what it is. It is not quite sand, it is much finer like talcum powder, and it is light brown or tan, I think.  It seems to be everywhere on everything.  It is in the air you breathe, the floors you walk on and the walls that surround all the buildings. It covers everything. The tactical vehicles all have a layer of this dust and the non-tactical vehicles always need washing. The dirt is similar in color to the tactical vehicles, so you when you look at them you only know it is dirty because if the vehicle has been parked too long, the windows are the same color as the rest of the vehicle. I am told that there is always a long wait at the car washing place.

The air conditioner filters are constantly amassing a layer of the fine stuff and really do need to be shaken out from time to time.  It is on the floors of all the rooms that don't get mopped regularly because it is on all the boots.  I am always sweeping my room and I really ought to get around to investing in a mop. Basically, the stuff is everywhere.  It is not disgusting in any way and it doesn't feel dirty, but this stuff is ubiquitous. Many of the roads are paved, but nonetheless in parking lots and when you have to drive off the road you see vehicles kicking up these huge dusty plumes.

We have been pretty lucky so far not to have major dust storms which gets the stuff into everything, though we have seen some minor ones. The little dust storms we have seen look like any foggy day in the states, but the fog is a brownish color. Everyone in JBB knows what that dust tastes like. This is the kind of dust that you don't just smell, it gets in to your mouth and nose and everything. It is not gritty like the sand on the beach, it is just part of the atmosphere here.

I should add that it wasn't until I got to Iraq that I understood the Talmudic passage: "When the Rabbis would leave from the study sessions of Rav Huna and shake off their clothing, the dust would rise and cover the sun, and those in the West Palestine) would say 'they arose from the study session of Rav Huna the Babylonian'." (Ket 106a) It makes perfect sense once you've seen the Babylonian dust.

Jewish Chaplain

Here is an article about the Jewish chaplain currently on JBB. I met him recently at "movie night", an event he held where about half a dozen soldiers and airmen attended.  In case you are interested we saw "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas".  It was nice. 

Life in JBB - Part 1 - There was a young soldier who lived in a CHU. . .

Due to numerous requests for details about life in Balad, today begins the first of a series of posts wherein I shall describe in great detail my life here in JBB.

 

I can start by telling you that I live in a CHU, not a sneeze-like cavern, or a modified shoe, but a Containerized Housing Unit.  Like everything in the Army it is given an acronym instead of a name - CHU.  Like its name, it is pretty small; it is very roughly a cube, or some government approximation: I'd guess about 13' x 13' x 10'.  I have one "ghost roommate".  He is also a LT in my unit, fairly considerate, and not around much.  So it is not that bad a place to live. 

 

My CHU, by the way is in a pod.  There are about 60 CHUs to a pod.  The pod is in an "H".  There are seven Hs, I think. Each "H" has a bunch of pods.  There is no I Pod, I assume that was deliberate.  They go up to about S Pod.  So for example someone may live in H-5, N pod, CHU 30.  (I have no idea who this is.)

There are CHUs that are bigger, but I got a small one.  It is pretty spartan with a touch of dingy.  The CHU came with a bed, a small wall locker, a garbage can, a table lamp, and a night table for each of us.  There is also a fire extinguisher and an air conditioner that more or less works and they say also doubles as a heater for when the weather cools down.  We'll see.  The walls are made of fairly ugly paneling and they are very thin, so you can generally hear everything that goes on in the attached rooms, though I am not sure anyone would really want to.  Attached to my room, on both sides, there are young privates who have the oddest schedule and constantly have people coming in and out.  They wake up at 4 AM every morning.  So I wake up at 4 AM every morning.  But they are gone by about 430, so I can usually get back to sleep easily. 

 

The wall lockers are pretty small too.  They are beige industrial metal and fit all they stuff that I have now, but most of my stuff has yet to arrive.  It is scheduled to get here soon.  So once that gets here I will have nowhere to hold everything.  Frankly I am not sure where I will put the huge foot locker itself.  I'll figure it out.  There are broken blinds on my window that face T-Walls, so there is nothing much to look at.  (I will talk about T-walls later.)  The floor is generally covered with dust (I'll talk about that later too.)  I sweep a lot.  I have to invest in a mop or something too.

 

I want to start putting some homey touches in the room.  I got a refrigerator magnet in the mail with a picture of the Manhattan bridge.  (THANKS D!)  On my wall locker it looks like a tiny window facing outside to Brooklyn.  It's a start.  I was also given a small television from someone who just left Iraq for Kuwait and will not likely return.  I have not tested it out yet.  But I think all the rooms come wired for cable.  So the room is actually starting to have that college dorm room feel. 

 

The picture you see was taken on a pretty messy day before I straightened out.  I usually live a bit neater than that.

Rain!

Last night there was a brief thunderstorm - lots of lightning too.  I got caught in the storm on my way back from the shower.  It broke up the monotony.  I guess the season has begun.  It was a nice day today though. 

T'filah for the Safety of American Soldiers - by the OU

This was forwarded to me by my dad a few weeks ago. Though I am generally pretty safe here, many of us are still not. It is good to know that those still in harm's way are being thought about in shuls around the world.

Sad story

. . . here.

Groundhog Day: SITREP

Pretty soon I will start to describe some of the details of life
around here. There is not much about myself that I have to report as
my life, so far, does not change much from day to day, We have an
expression here to describe this: Groundhog Day. It is the phenomena
where each day resembles the last and after a while they all seem to
look the same. I am sure that I will find something to do that will
break up the monotony. But for now, please pardon the infrequent
posts. As I get more proficient in my job and I understand it better
there will be less to learn and more time to do other things and I
will keep shorter hours. .

Until now I will give you what we call in army parlance a SITREP
(situation report): All is well. No change from yesterday.

Jumping in head first

Since I have been here it has been pretty much non-stop work.  Lots of on the job training.  I stay on the FOB for the most part and work out of an office.  We put in 12 hour days, and don't get enough sleep.  But all in all it is not bad.  We are doing stuff that is pretty high-profile and seems to be important.  Most of my unit is training for their jobs, but the job I was given is pretty different from theirs so I just jumped right in.  There is always a lot to do and some pretty demanding people who want everything done now and done right. 

 

Everything here reminds one of a rather typical army base.  Lots of people walking around and doing their jobs.  Everyone wearing army clothing, etc.  There are concrete walls around everything, the living conditions are comfortable, but spartan. The bathrooms and showers are clean.  There is lots of food, and it is not bad. Let me know what you want to know about. 

 

I would be able to write with more frequency in the future now that my computer stuff is set up in my office.