Home Sweet Home

Oh Hello!

Life has been a little busy over the past few days which has resulted in delaying this new post.  More about all of that later.  However, I did get to spend a good bit of time with Josh yesterday and today.  It's one of the few perks of being here.

I think today I will give you a tour of my home here at lovely Camp Patriot.  Home sweet home is a small camp that probably takes about 3 minutes to walk across.  We area small part of the much bigger Kuwait Naval Base which is located on the Arabian Sea and have a combined force of Army, Navy, and Marines here.

Chapel by the Arabian Sea
Everything is pretty much housed in the same types of buildings

There are some great perks to living on such a small camp, but there are also some downsides.  We live in big buildings similar to warehouses with concrete floors and bunk beds.  I am fortunate enough to have my own room within one of these big buildings, as I am one of the highest ranking females here (as strange as it seems).

My room- Tons of pictures of family and friends too

The room has 4 beautiful white walls like a prison cell, a couple of sets of bunk beds, and a bunch of wall lockers.  Look closely at the picture.  The walls don't quite extend all the way to the ceiling too.  If we had more people, I would likely have to have a roommate.

Other side of the room complete with metal lockers

I don't have to worry about waking anyone else up, leaving the lights on, dealing with petty roommate things... but it does mean that I don't have anyone else there to talk to if I spend a good bit of time in my room.  That all being said, I usually don't hang out in there much as it could be pretty depressing.

I usually head over to the MWR building where there are couches and more stuff to look at besides the walls.  There are some TVs, ping pong, pool tables, and air hockey.  It's pretty nice to have somewhere to go, although it is noting really compared to the facilities at Camp Arifjan.  Oh well, the grass is always greener over the fence.  We do have a shuttle that runs between the camps, so I can use all the fun stuff over there when I visit Josh.

The camp has concrete barriers and places to hide in case of incoming rounds/fires/missiles/alien attacks...  The units paint one while they are here, but we haven't gotten that far yet.  I've kind of made it a pet project to make sure that it actually gets done as the morale here isn't the greatest and we do need some fun things to look forward to.

Painted barriers

For alien attack protection

Kuwait Medical Clinic

The clinic is only a short walk away in the Kuwaiti Medical Center.  We have about a third of their building for our clinic and only treat our own soldiers there.  We do have a partnership with the Kuwaiti doctors next door, so they will run some labs for us and do x-rays as well.

Camp Patriot Troop Medical Clinic

No clinic tour today, but that will come in the next few days.  I have to leave something for you all to come back to besides just my wonderful writing.







Break time... Gotta go change my laundry over....

And with that I'm done with laundry.  We have people that cook and clean for us and there is a laundry service available, but doing my own laundry makes me feel like I get to do something for myself (and then I know that laundry detergent was actually used too).

The DFAC (dining facility) offers breakfast, lunch, dinner, and midnight meals as we have a ton of soldiers working shifts.  The cooks are all pretty good and most are actually from India, so our Indian themed food nights are amazing.  We all sit family style with about 12 people to the table, but most aren't full at all.  They have a bunch of TVs, so if you don't have anyone to eat with you can always watch the news.

Bathrooms are in 1 trailer and showers in another.  All of the water is trucked in to the camp as we live in the desert.  It doesn't matter which handle you turn on in the shower as the cold water is always hot hot hot and heaven forbid if you take a shower in the middle of the day.... Now I know what a boiled lobster feels like.

Water Truck

Anywho, enough writing for today.  Thank you all for reading and keeping up with my desert adventures.  I miss you all tons!!

Liz

Gravel everywhere... At least it's not sand!