We finally caught a flight on Wednesday afternoon. It was a C-130, and it was packed with passengers. They had red cargo net style seats lining both sides of the plane, and also running the length of the center of the plane. I was one of the unlucky ones to sit in the middle, back to back with the guy behind me, Forrest Gump style. I didn't actually realize this was the case until he leaned forward and I fell backwards. Luckily, I was so tired from being in the passenger terminal for 3 days that I slept most of the flight without even realizing it. Until the combat landing, that is.
I woke up with a jolt when I felt the plane to a nosedive. I looked around in panic, but people mostly seemed bored, so I figured we were ok. Then the plane made a sharp turn and I was involunarily pinned against the seat (and the back of the guy behind me). I have never felt a sensation like that before in a plane. It was terrifying and exhilarating, a bit like being on a roller coaster. We continued our direct downward trajectory and were on the ground and shuffling out of the open back of the plane in no time.
After a short bus ride, we walked into the nicest passenger terminal I have seen in a long time. It was a real building, with all the amenities. Danny was waiting for us, and he drove us over to the Ed Center, which was also insanely nice. It apparently used to be one of Sadam's Air Force Academies or something like that, and it's nothing short of beautiful. Truly nicer than the Ed Centers I've worked at in Europe. Danny's got the office set up really well, and things are trucking along.
I've got my own room here, and it's just great. I can control the heat (yes, it's basically freezing here) and the bed is comfy. The bathroom is a bit of a walk, but it's imepaccably clean, and the showers are hot. Nothing to complain about here at all. Except that I have to leave tomorrow.