Transient Housing

You know, the problem with transient housing is just that, it is transient. Last night we were all bedded down for the evening when at 1:32 in the morning a plane load of infantrymen came rolling into our tent. Now a reasonable person would get out a flashlight, find a bunk and go to sleep. Not these guys. They had a mountain of gear and were not completely settled until after 3 a.m.

The joy did not stop there. You don't appreciate relative quiet until it is absent. There were two snorers in the group. These guys were serious about their snoring. At first I though it would pass, but when I left the tent earlier this morning, they were still at it.

We were cordial enough about their intrusion and disruption of our quiet and solitude. They were not pleased with our early morning wake up though. 0600 - lights on - soldiers going for showers, PT, getting dressed, cleaning weapons. They just kept looking at us, one finally asking us to please be quiet and turn off the lights. We just smiled and said, "Sorry, we have work to do." They groaned, rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. One advantage, the snoring stopped, though a little late. If it starts again tonight, I think we will turn on the lights and clean our weapons. If we have to be awake and miserable, they may as well be too.

I think they will be moving out soon. That is the good thing about transient housing. Your neighbors aren't your neighbors for long.