One Tin Soldier

After all our vacationing we had meetings in the capital to touch base with our peers and talk shop. It was a lot like our training, which was what it was.

When we came into town our taxi driver accused my brother of being behind some of the military stuff told me and that I was fabulously wealthy. I did what I could to explain that my brother is a stylist in Philadelphia, and I live life much as a Mauritanian in Kaedi.

The thing that greeted us was protests about the fighting in Gaza right now. People are not happy this much is clear. We are safe and the demonstrations are not anti-American, do not worry about us. There were times it was best to stay put or walk away from the crowds, but such is life.