Let The In Processing Begin!

After lunch I was taken upstairs to the adjoining company barracks, 400 PSC. They made a make-shift room for 4 of us. I think the other 3 were from PSC, I was from Headquarters Company. Both company barracks were full. We got a bunk and wall-locker that was arranged in the corner of a very large room, obviously not intended to be a barracks room. The ceilings were high, cinder block walls and tiled floors which made the room cold, uninviting and very echoy. It wasn't exactly Home Sweet Home.

JAG to the rescue! The JAG NCOIC sent a SP4 over to get me (I'm sorry, I don't have time to explain each acronym). She took me to the JAG building which was situated to the right of the headquarters building. The NCOIC asked how my trip in country was and if things were going okay. I wanted to say, "WELL! Soooo glad you asked because actually it been wretched thus far." But you know, no need to go into all that with a Master Sergeant. Plus there was that little problem I had of being terrified of the higher ranking soldiers. The SP4 was then told to introduce me around and give me a tour of the Hindenburg Kaserne.

Well, if I'm being given the grand tour, am I staying? I was confused. And if I'm staying, am I really going to live in that room? I had no idea what was going on and I didn't ask any questions either. I didn't want to stay or go--unless it was on a plane back to Chicago. After a day of much of nothing, really, I went back to my room. My birthday was coming up and I was certain it would be one of the worst ones ever.

Well, here I am. Germany. Tomorrow I hope to get settled in.

Let the in processing begin!