Checking in...to being home, and weapons turn-in.
First early AM view of Colorado from the plane.
Soldiers on our chartered commercial jet home which took us across Europe and Canada.
Over Kuwait, and good bye to the Arab wonderland.
Soldiers will be soldiers, notice the face of the air steward.
Kuwait International Airport
Watertowers in Kuwait.
We couldn't leave for good without one last dust storm. Crunch, crunch, yummy.
Waiting for a flight and sleeping in 115F heat, in Kuwait, outside a Pizza Hut...in a hut.
Earlier that morning, before the ordeal of passing an army unit through navy customs, like a square peg through a tiny hole, we wait for our buses to take us from Camp Virginia to the airport.
We lived in tents for a few days at Camp Virginia.
Loading a C-17 to leave Baghdad.
Waiting, periods between the bus-tent-bus-plane-bus-tent movements are spent outside in the heat waiting for connections et cetera.
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