A HEAD ABOVE THE REST

What a WHIRLWIND few days it has been. Wednesday of last week I ran through our now normal routine: wake up, get dressed, gather up the shop, hop in the van and drive to north side, have breakfast, get to work, etc, etc. It was right then when I had a slight change of plans…

10:00 AM
“Want to go to Australia?”
“Ehh, maybe next time – I think I’ll wait for a more temperate loc… YES!”

Seriously who can refuse a free trip ANYWHERE much less Australia? So I ran up to get all the paperwork all straightened out, had to run back to the barracks for some information, but eventually got it all written down and finalized.

11:30 AM
So were almost done here… btw the plane is lifting off at 1:00, are you packed yet? PACKED?
HOLY-NOT EVEN CLOSE-BATMAN!
In a controlled state of panic I ran to the barracks, packed myself some clothes (didn’t really tell us what to expect so I covered my bases… shirts, shorts, pants, undies, socks….) And then ran for the techie essentials; laptop, camera, Zune, cables, power cords, and memory cards. Just the essentials Seriously though, it’s a little rough having to lug it around but I know I am going to use them at least once. Now wait a second… where is my laptop?
Is it in my…
Closet? No
Locker? No
Drawers? No

WILSON! I forgot… I offered my laptop for Wilson to borrow when his blew a fuse. CRAP – he isn’t in his room, he’s not at work… he’s at some hazmat class! CRAP! What is this? His doors open by some magical twist of fate! So I commit a criminal act and enter the premises. DOUBLE CRAP!! His lockers locked… (Call Wilson) hello? WILSON!!!! Can I get your combo man? AWESOME! Got the laptop, got the zune cable, got everything!

-wait-

PPLZ GOTTA KNOW! Gave the family a call to let them know where I was going and why I can’t call them on thanksgiving. Gave the shop a call, let them know I’m actually going … who else? MCCS! Called KC (well she wasn’t there but the secretary) let her know I’m jumping over the equator for a bit.

11:45 AM
O.K.! I’ll run outside and wait for SSGT to pull up – He said we would get some lunch and then head over to the terminal. I sat in the van, poked around, looked through anything with a crevice or a button, sifted through the glove compartment, found a Crutchfield magazine to read, Talked to Matt… WHERE THE HECK ARE THEY! A little bit later the duty came outside and tried to grab one of us standing there to act as a runner to run up to LCpl Farmers room and have him come outside and wait for a van… Check and Mate – Already there and already waiting… NO PROBLEMO.


SSgt finally showed up, we went straight to the air terminal and got everything check out and on the plane. Had to wait for one last piece of gear so that prolonged our departure but aside from that the transition was pretty seamless. I wont hog up anymore of the internet here… I’ll try and post a little while later… until then – No Worries!