Jungle Story!

     One night during jungle training (see previous blogs) we bedded down in grassy opening in the jungle. In our backpacks were an air mattress and sleeping bag. It being the tropics we slept on top of our sleeping bags. We also had mosquito nets. These were suspended at our head and foot by metal T-bars which we also carried.

    Apparently we were not as remote as I imagined. Late in the night we were all awakened by Private Sims yelling. He woke up to a man trying to steal his rifle which was under his mosquito net, fortunately. The, would be, thieves ran off with nothing to show for their efforts. 

   While doing the jungle training we were housed in former POW barracks in Subic Bay. The barracks had running water but, cold only. Because it was the tropics the weather was hot and the cold water wasn't really cold. The water in the bay of Subic Bay is 80 degrees winter when we were there.

Takk for alt,

Al

A boy is riding a water buffalo in the Philippines.  I rode one in Thailand. They're usually very placid. My familiarity with them has led me to my common remark "I feel like a water buffalo coming out of a mudhole" as I emerge from a low chair.