and then you are about to move to LA to become a Unit Administrator...
On June 17th, I started my journey to my first active duty duty station. I took a greyhound bus from Fort Leonard Wood to the Saint Louis Airport early in the morning. Then I sat around the airport all day until my flight to the Seattle Airport (that flight seemed extra long because I was wedged between a very large woman and a dirty hippie). Once in Seattle, I dropped my gear at the USO and met up with my friend, JP, who took me out on the light rail to a local pub for drinks and last minute chats.
At 0230, I could check into my AMC flight, I was about the 60th person in line and ended up with a decent seat. After I got my ticket and checked my bags, I went back to the USO, took a quick shower, got in my PJs, went through security and curled up on the floor to sleep for a few ours. Around 0800 they started boarding our flight - I ended up in an aisle seat next to a skinny marine who was very quiet. We ended up seating on the tarmac for about 1.5 hours before taking off. I alternated between reading and sleeping for the 9 hours and 45 minute flight. We got served a hot breakfast and a hot lunch on the flight. I also chatted up some of the flight attendants in the back of the plane while I was doing my couple hour stretch.
We landed first in Yokota Air Base, Japan where we were allowed to deplane but weren't allowed to go very far. We were there a few hours before we loaded back up and flew to Osan Air Base, Korea. We gathered all our bags, I had my beef jerky confiscated, and then boarded a bus to Yongsan in Seoul. Once we were on base, they shoved us into the reception barracks, got us rooms and sheets and cut us loose. I showered (happy dance!) and fell into bed. Others went out for food, but I was too tired!
The morning on the 20th, we woke early and got breakfast at the local DFAC (ran into a friend I made at FLW!) and then headed for more inprocessing. The morning consisted of lots of briefings including a 3 star who didn't remember to limit to only 20 minutes per star... There are 4 other band members who showed up with me - a tuba player, a drummer, a clarinetist, and a trombonist - all who are staying at 8th Army with me. For lunch, some of the band members took us out to eat at a local buffet on post.
On the 21st, we packed up from the reception barracks, had more briefings and then were picked up by our unit at 1130. They had barracks space for a few of us, but myself and the clarinetist are being put up in the Dragon Hill Lodge until a BEQ (bachelor enlisted quarters) becomes available. I'm hoping it happens soon - I really want to settle in and have access to a real kitchen!
This morning, I slept in way late - finally paying off some of my sleep debt. Then I went to go practice for a bit (reeds, reeds, reeds!) Afterwards, I went to go for a run but managed to yank my ankle because I was too focused on figuring out what was around me and wasn't paying attention to the ground. So, I spent most of the rest of the day with my compression socks on, ice attached and the whole thing elevated. My clarinetist came over to help make sure my uniform was correct for tomorrow, but it's been a relatively relaxed day.











