Dream Trip 2009

Great Travel Moment

At the twilight of Desert Storm, once the actual conflict was pretty much over and we were all sitting around spreading rumors about going home and finding new and inventive ways to drive each other insane, some Rear Echelon paper pusher in our battalion headquarters got hold of a copy machine and started sending out asinine memorandums reminding us of the uniform standards and threatening dire punishment for anyone caught not wearing the prescribed uniform. At all times, they said, when outside of our tents, we must wear our Kevlar helmet, utility belt and suspenders with canteen, flack vest, gas mask, and leather boots. So one of our pilots left his tent one afternoon headed for the showers, wearing all of the gear listed in the memo, and nothing else!