Roadtrip

Who would have thought that a simple trip to the airport could be so much fun? Well let me tell you about it. Our Squadron's intelligence officer was finally headed home and needed someone to take him to the airport. Somehow we convinced our chain of command to let myself and two of my best friends to take the trip. So, armed with weapons, a four wheel drive vehicle, a full tank of gas, a GPS, no real adult supervision, and a military intelligence officer to bounce ideas off of.....we were off. It was weird to put civilian clothes on again and face civilization. Long story short we left about 4 hours early (you never know if you will have to cap haji along the way) and made a trip of it. Things are strikingly similar to back in the states....except all the dudes are wearing man dresses and head gear. We checked him in and spent the rest of the time in a hooka bar. Note the pictures above. Oh yeah....we also put on ski masks and walk around base just to see if anyone will take us down or not. It was nice to not think about anything and just toke the hookas all night. On the way home we did no less than 100 donuts in the open desert. I am talking about...driving 30 miles and hour in reverse and cutting the wheel....not even looking in the mirror......oh the freedom. So all of you that read this and think I grew up to be such a responsible young man....well...I guess it's not too far from the truth.