It had sprinkled some yesterday. Just small rainshowers that barely damped down the dirt in the LSA at Ali As Salem. Certainly so little that the windshield wipers were hardly needed on the shuttle bus to KCIA
The air in Kuwait is so much higher in humidity that when I heard thunder last night, it did not surprise me. That and the sound of rain against the tent side. Even the occasional loudspeaker didn’t bother me nor did the occasion truck on the other side of the wall. So much quieter than the screaming jets taking off and landing at Bagram in the middle of the night.
This morning as I stepped out at 0530, I was stunned to find everything dry as a bone. Dust pluming up as I walked across the compound. Rain? Thunder?
Oh – tents. Tents rattle in the wind and I had forgotten. Those same sounds on the BHut roofs are rain and sleet. Here it is just the taunting wind from the Gulf – promising but not delivering.