Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
Hello, Chris Krueger here, giving you a step-by-step of a day in the life of a deployment. This is my helicopter. Up we go, and look, there’s a volcano on the horizon. (Note: all top secret material has been removed from this blog post for confidentiality reasons and to maintain my security clearance) This concludes…
This is Chris Krueger reporting live from somewhere I can’t tell you. I’m in a different time zone, and this is a volcano, and that there is a waterspout. That’s all you need to know.
This is so cool: the Japanese military wives, a solid fixture at NAF Atsugi because their husbands don’t deploy and move around in the same way the American military does, invite the American military wives to dance at the summer Bon Odori festival every August. Last year the dancers received a special honor—the festival organizers…
I’m starting to really fall in love with Tokyo. Anytime I head downtown I’m always glad I went, but Tokyo abstractly can feel immense, unfathomable, unnavigable. Where do I start? Summer makes the city more approachable, more open. Instead of hurrying away people walk slower, talk more—in a million different languages—and fashion becomes even more…
I hate it when people blog, “I’m so sorry I haven’t written lately….” This line is overused. It’s the same dull line that begins 80% of diary entries and 100% of letters to pen pals. Yeah yeah yeah. Obviously when people don’t blog it’s because they’re busy, or can’t talk about whatever they’re busy doing….
Here’s my scooter parked in the rosemary bush. Every time I pull out of the driveway wafts of rosemary follow me around the house into the street. This adorable red scooter cut through all the red tape and got officially registered on base yesterday!!! That was the culmination of days and days spent driving between…
The phone rang Friday afternoon. Chris: “Hey Mari, want to go to South Korea tomorrow?” Mari: (one and a half second pause) “Yes. Where are we going? The demilitarized zone? Seoul?” Chris: “I don’t know. We’ll fly into Osan Air Force Base.” Mari: “I’m in!” So we did. Chris and I both wore our Official…
