Dave's Big Vacation: Daily Routine

Remember that soccer stadium? I guess it's owned by Peter Rabbit and Benjamin Bunny's cousin.



Finally, our squadron spaces. These trailers house what we call the "S-Shops," or the non-maintenance part of the squadron. This is where most of the pilots, and some of our enlisted Marines, conduct their daily desk jobs.


Here are a few of the mainenance shacks.


Known as the "Comfort Trailer," it has showers and a few toilets, as well as the only running water we have access to.

For those too lazy to make the walk to the comfort trailer, this is where we usually take care of business.I guess my buddy Sean decided to move his office here.


These guys always play by prison rules, due to the setting.



Ah, the squadron gym! It's located in one of the hangars. The equipment was all self-purchased, donated, rescued from the dump, or self-constructed.
My buddy Kris is getting too fat. The posters are for motivation only.

The Dojo. For fight club purposes.

The squadron chow hall is located in one of the wooden shacks from a previous picture. Our Marines go pick up chow in tupperware containers, manufactured by some company called "Mermite," so we call this facility the Mermite. The saying goes, you go to the DFAC (main dining facility) to gain weight, and you go to the Mermite to lose weight.

SSgt Alonso demonstrating a good Isoscoles stance/grip.

Some books, movies, and games for general use.
Thought you could dodge photos? Think again.

Dave T doing some work. Is that my chair?

Steve holding down the squadron clinic.

LCpl Lagunas conducting official correspondence.

My office.

Some stuffed chickens that Tyson gave as a gift to one of my predecessors. I'm slowly giving them away.

Some dude sitting at my desk.

He's taking his anger out on the poor doggy-Pez dispenser.

OK, he's in a better mood now. Cheers!