Tag: Misawa Days
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I dream of sandy beaches
Weather was beautiful for walking today, so we ran up the Pacific coast a ways and strolled the beach for a couple hours. It’s nice, but not as nice as it may at first sound. Although we’ve walked only a few miles of the coast, we haven’t yet found a ten-foot stretch of it that… Read.
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field trip
To keep from becoming barracks rats, we’re trying to sign up for every trip and tour that’s published. We went on our first trip today, a beach combing trip to Mutsu Bay to look for glass floats. Fishermen in this corner of the world still use them on their nets, and beach combers are crazy… Read.
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an infestation of crows
Time now for colorful background: Big crows infest the base. Really big. Big enough to ride. B says she used to worry that they’d carry Sean away. That’s not just a funny way to put it; I’ll bet small dogs go missing pretty often around here. Sometimes they come soaring out of a tree, wings… Read.
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training day
Yesterday, I was supposed to show up for work at one o’clock. A very young security policeman – I mean, he was about eight years old! – took me to his “office,” a closet with a computer in it, read me all the big words that mean I can’t tell you what I do, then… Read.
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more ant colony
It’s a lot more alien than I was ready for; if you’d plopped me down in the middle of an ant colony, I wouldn’t have felt more out of place. Everything’s so tiny. The shops and houses look like ice-fishing shanties standing shoulder to shoulder and stacked atop one another. The cars are about the… Read.
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fundament
It rained again all day Sunday, but B wanted to see if she could find the house she used to live in, so we set off in the rain to tramp through an old housing area just a block away from the hotel. She was in familiar territory here, and zeroed in on her quarters… Read.
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Arrival
Here’s a funny thing: To fly the military charter flight into Misawa from the States, you actually fly PAST Misawa to Tokyo, land there and wait several hours in the terminal – well, of course you do! – and when you take of again, you head south to Okinawa, where once again you wait several… Read.
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leaving Anchorage
We decided to try to get some sleep before we left the hotel, so we bedded down about half eight and set the alarm for twelve-thirty. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but it never works, does it? Instead of feeling rested, I always end up feeling worse than if I’d just… Read.
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nine eleven
I think just about everybody will remember where they were the day the World Trade Center towers were attacked by raving whackos. We were at 35,000 feet somewhere over Alaska, just two hours into a nine-hour flight to Japan when the captain announced that we were being diverted to Elmendorf Air Force Base because of… Read.
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