This morning was the final inspection of the shipping containers carrying our excess personal gear back to the United States. As you can see, it’s an incredible amount of crap – and what’s in the picture is only about half of the company’s stuff.
My two items – a footlocker and a duffel bag – were packed with stuff that basically saw no use on this entire deployment. Fleece jacket and overalls (never worn), large rucksack, polyproplene underwear, knee pads, elbow pads…an incredible array of equipment that I never touched. The Ex even managed to have her entire issue of green BDUs and black boots (most everyone else had gotten rid of those items before we ever left the US) – I’m sure that stuff came in real handy. My mountainous OCIE (organizational clothing & individual equipment) issue really illustrates the incredible wealth and excellent equipment of the US Army: they can afford to issue me vast piles of gear, “just in case.”
The mood was jovial, almost like a block party in nature; people were listening to music, reading, talking, joking, playing violin (really!), throwing baseballs, and generally lounging. It’s one more step closer to getting us the hell out of here, and it was a welcome one.