After Field Camp

No words can do justice to the common experience of all recruits. So much have happened. Sweat, mud and soil permeated into every pore of our bodies. Simple routines like brushing of teeth, toilet business (basically civilian life) are much appreciated. Basic sanitation is seriously lacking. (to simulate wartime)

I am so glad when I returned back to the mainland today. During the field camp, our mental and physical states were stretched to the limit (due to culture shock). The only things that kept me going were the beautiful stars at night, the people back at homeland that we have to and want to protect.

Ate countless biscuit rations during the field camp, which kept my mind off the fatigue. Initially, we were appalled at the lack of personal hygiene, which was quickly replaced by indifference. Our fingers were covered thoroughly with camouflage cream, soil and mud; even our bottles are contaminated.

Booking in tomorrow, which leaves little time for me to blogsurf, wash my soiled laundry and rest. Shall do my reflection soon.