28 December 2009

Where the Streets have no names…. Use GPS grid coordinates

From the Soldier side: It’s kind of funny what jars my memories these days. It might be a song, or a conversation or in this day of high tech- reading another blog. I didn’t realize how many postings I’ve done since I started this about 2 years ago. One year I wrote about the BAR (Browning Automatic rifle) I wanted


for Christmas and some really nice lady said she was going to check the gun stores where she lived. I thought that was extremely nice of her to do that.



But on with today’s topic of conversation. Why is it that some really screwed up places I’ve been sent to have no street signs? In Bosnia , there were almost no street signs anywhere…even in the bigger cities. When we went to visit with some local, we had to be able to find the place without using a map.


Usually it was passed on from the last rotation…or somebody would describe how to get there: “Go up the road past the traffic light in Uglivk, then turn right at the next intersection. Drive past the coffee shop that’s still blown up until you get to a blown up house with plastic tarps on the right side. Stay out of the mind field. Turn there and drive to the end of the road.






After being in Bosnia for a few months, I learned how to get around with directions like this. I also went out and drove around as much as I could to be familiar with our AO. I knew the area pretty well by the end of our tour. So well, that I was tasked with some interesting things I might talk about someday.




Each month, our fearless (useless) leaders would have us all drive down to Eagle Base for a meeting and update briefing.  This took us about 2.5 hours to drive down there and 2.5 hours to drive back--thus wasting the entire day for nothing.  The first meetings were pretty useless, then they got ever worse after that. (dang it, now I’m sounding negative again, oh fuck). At one of the meetings, the female LT, who’ll I’ll call LT “M” was giving a briefing on some of the “mess kit repair” reports our teams had sent back. Most of the other male soldiers referred to her as a MILF (not sure what that means, but I guess something to do with Military??)


During one of her talks, she was explaining how the teams needed to put the full address of whatever or whoever into the report. She said she wanted the Street name and the house or building number.

I put up my hand and asked LT MILF: “Mam, have you ever been outside the wire? With all due respect, you should go out sometime. If you find 3 street signs between here and our camp, a two and a half hour drive, I’ll eat the signs.”
It’s Bosnia , where the streets have no names. They were still in dispute. The streets had local names before WWII. After Tito and the communist took over, all the names were changed to communist type names. After the commies left, the locals began fighting over everything…they even fought over what the streets should be named. So, most of the streets have no sings. I asked a Bosnian mail man (post man for the proper English) how he knew where to deliver the mail. He said: “I just know.”



Some days we don't know how luky we are. 

More "Streets with No Names"  to follow later.  Have a great new year! 

13 comments:

Hope said...

MILF?
you don't know?

aaaaaah it's sarcasm, I get it.
harharhar...

actually I think women would do just fine finding their way around a country like that.

CI-Roller Dude said...

Yeah Hope, you know us guys never ask for directions.
What is a MILF? I thought it was Military Female. Those wise guys nerve explained it to me. I feel so dumb....

Anonymous said...

So U like MILFs CR? I'll show you a MILF.

CM

Coffeypot said...

She's a MILF...I like her already.

powdergirl said...

Bosnia. Just one more place I'm crossing off my list of places I want to vacation in.

First time some kid at work called me a MILF, I just smiled, because I didn't know what it meant. Then one of my 20 yo crew members filled me in

Doh!

CI-Roller Dude said...

Dang it, Hope just explained to me what a MILF was. I'm so imbarressed, I better re-write this posting so I don't offend anybody. I try to keep good family values.

oh fuck it, never mind. What's wrong with a MILF?

Hope said...

A couple of years back one of my points of contact had to explain what a MILF was...oh and a cougar too. Why am I always the last one to know about stuff?

Christiejolu said...

Hey! Great post! Great song!

CI-Roller Dude said...

I'll write about Rock Stars I worked with later.

Anonymous said...

What happened to the nice lady checking the gun store? Maybe she got lost looking for the gun...or couldn't find where to send it. Maybe she figured out B.A.R.s are hard to find... I think they are rare and mostly accounted for.

-A follower who lives among streets with no names.

Texas Ghostrider said...

If you write about a MILF you have to post her picture, i think it is in a rule book somewhere. If not a picture that best represents her.

got to love them meetings where the command has no idea what they are saying.........

Kanani said...

Ha ha ha ha haha....LT MILF?
Oh, man, I almost couldn't get past that part. Next up you night as well post CPT Camel Toe.

CI-Roller Dude said...

Anon, you sound like AJ? I hope that wonderer has a GPS and a good friend who will take care of (her).

TG, If I posted a picture of the LT, I'd have to black out her face anyway. I just found her annoying as ....

K, The LT did get promoted to CPT...but when we got called to go to Iraq, she was not up to the job and resigned. Maybe she was smarter than the rest of us...or maybe a coward...I don't blame her though, we had a lot of "soliders" who when it came down to actually going to war, they found ways to stay home---and still get promoted!