Not too much new the last couple of days. Still tons of patrols. A couple of days ago we stayed for an hour or two in a house to escape the rain. There were 4 kids that lived in the house, the oldest two were a couple of girls, one of them, who was 12, actually spoke pretty good english. We started trying to communicate a bunch. Her name was Manar. Manar and her youner, nine year old sister Shrook, both drew me pictures of flowers and then went out to the garden and picked some flowers for me and another guy. It was the first thing in Iraq that I have smelled that smelled decent. It was pretty cool, but don't worry, we're weary that it may be a new terrorist tactic to make us soft... haha. We then sat in their 'kitchen' and played catch with them and their little toddler brother. That was pretty funny. The weird thing about this family is that the two older women that were present were encouraging it, and actually engaged us in conversation, which is very unusual for the Muslim culture but specifically our area.
It also poured on us the other day. We woke up for a patrol and walked outside and the sky was red and yellow and literally had rolling clouds. I was actually expecting to see Moses walking around because it looked straight Biblical. Within a few minutes it started coming down in sheets. We had to go out anyway.
Well I have some free time for the next couple of hours so I'm gonna go hit the gym. Working out is about the only thing that keeps me sane over here, and its a big day-weighted dips, a real money-maker.