I made it back to my base today, in a rather smoothly executed travel plan. I'm told I'm one of the lucky ones, as many others have had problems and delays getting back. I'm still a bit jet lagged, and hope to rectify that with an extended night's sleep.
Leave was awesome. I really enjoyed the time with my family, and hardly thought about Iraq at all. I think that's how it's supposed to be! About the only disappointment during my many fun experiences was finding that Universal Studios has a "Raiders Store" in their "Citywalk" area. I might just boycott them!
I returned to my office to find that a fellow Bronco fan had borrowed my Bronco pennant. No doubt its absence from the lucky wall above my desk was the source of their recent troubles, and if I put it back up their performance should improve.
The first signs of the Christmas season were the Santa hats being worn by the flight crew of the C-130 that brought us back to Al Asad from Kuwait. But I'm not quite yet in the Christmas spirit. More importantly, this is the week to show my Navy spirit, as I'll be trading jabs with my boss, a West Point grad, in the runup to the Army-Navy game on Saturday.
All for now, my eyelids can't stay open any longer...