On to Iraq

There really isn’t much use going into great detail about the flight from Kuwait to Iraq…the entire thing was over in about 45 minutes and I slept for a large portion of the flight. The anticipated “combat landing” at BIAP (Baghdad International Airport) was a bit of a non-event…or at least didn’t live up to the billing in my mind. The sharp turns, crazy angles, and steep descent were entertaining in their own way, I suppose. Based on the sounds made by the plane it was pretty apparent that we were not on a commercial jetliner. Of course the only thing that I could think of was that I should have some of the C-17 drivers that I know get in touch with my brother to give him some tips on how to really land a plane. I’m guessing that he’d enjoy scaring the shit out of the “self-loading cargo,” er, “paying passengers.”

Getting tired of "hurry up and wait..."

Waiting to take off

In Iraq