May 15
Tuesday the 8th of May.
Well I have made the move to Bucca. And of course Monday night we got hit all night long in Basrah with rockets. So not much sleep that night. What a nice send off from the enemy. Bucca is nice in that aspect as no mortar or rocket attacks, not yet anyway. So it is safer, just have to worry about a prison break or riot. I will be housed on the very outside corner of post behind the prison once the contractor gets my office and the man camp set up as that is were the project to expand the prison is. So security will be a little less but all should be fine. Bucca is safer but what a hole, it is way hotter here and is dirty in the way of garbage (mostly from the local nationals) and the wind never stops blowing sand around. We are only about 17 miles from the Kuwait border so we are close to the coast which contributes to the wind problem. Being here the heat feels like you are in an oven and the wind feels like someone holding a hair dryer in your face. And the worst part is it is not even the hot season yet. They tell me 140 to 150 degrees, I can’t wait that will be real special.
So far since no construction has started yet I have been running around working issues with the contractor on getting people and equipment here and then sending up reports to my higher up. It is a night mare to move the contractor’s workers here. They need visas, border passes with back ground checks each time. To make matters worse they are closing the border crossing that is closest to us. The contractors are reluctant to send workers here by ground convoy because of the risk is so high. They are use to flying there workers to the bases but no air port on this base.
Wednesday 9 May. Last night we had a shipment of four living quarter trailers come in at 5 pm. A crane was lined up to off load them and one of the contractors and myself lead the trucks to where they are to be offloaded. The crane never showed so after awhile the contractor went back to find the crane and I stayed to watch the two drivers as they are local nationals that can not be left alone on camp. Oh and they speak no English, at least they don’t let on like they do. So me and two of them in the middle of no where with nothing to see but sand and camp a half mile away and the sun going down. This made me uncomfortable but I made sure they see me lock and load my weapons. That’s a big deterrent for most of them. And luckily no incidents happened. I probably would not have been so concerned but only two days ago two of our local national that go to project sites we can’t get to because of the threat level and take pictures and report how the job is progressing got killed on there way home from our office, and the secretary that works five desks down from mine was captured on her way home and they beat her so bad she almost died, she is in the hospital now. All of this because they work for us and the insurgents doesn’t like that.
The big problem is you don’t know who your friend is and who your enemy is. We have local nationals working in our base but you just don’t know and don’t dare trust any of them. About the time you think you can trust one he is caught trying to steal secret information or is one that is killed the night before because he was launching rockets at us.
Tuesday 15 May 2007
Still no quarters or office and I am looking at two weeks yet before any internet connection to speak off. On the bright side I do have a cell phone now and received my company pickup today. Of course now that I have those two items I am even busier because I can move around faster and to more places. Last night we had five prisoner compounds rioting at the same time. It got kind of hairy for awhile but the CS and OC gas put the bad boys down in a hurry. Temperature wise it has been averaging 115 degrees. People are still telling me that come July and August it will be 140 to 150 degrees here, I find it hard to believe but time will tell. Oh and when someone tells you that it’s a dry heat so it isn’t as bad (they are full of shit).