Today was one of those big media events I had mentioned earlier this week. I invited 10 journalists to fly with me down to the Camp Bucca Theater Internment Facility, which is scheduled to close tonight.
That number increased to 15 once word spread we were setting up this trip.
This is obviously a big deal for detainee operations in Iraq as there is not a more controversial issue than U.S. forces holding detainees. Even though we’re holding them on behalf of the Government of Iraq, it doesn’t make it any less controversial.
I got up before sunrise, which happens at about 5:15 a.m. in Iraq. I quickly got dressed in the dark and went to meet the media at the gate. From there, we flew down to Camp Bucca on a C-130 and a Blackhawk.
We were packed into the C-130 like sardines. I’m not even kidding. Every seat was filled, and leg space here makes coach class look like those first class seats that recline into beds.
I’ve also figured something else out on this journey. I am the only Air Force officer that’s actually afraid of flying. Every little bump and noise freaks me out in an unnatural way.
However, I did manage the get a couple photos. This one is my favorite. The focus is on the gun, which sorta ruins it, but I like it anyway. When the wind is hitting your face at near 100 mph, it’s tough to compose a good shot with a handheld camera.