Note: This is the first installment of a 3-part series about my four days in Okinawa. At the bottom of this post is the link for the second installment.
"-ello, my name - Lance Corporal ---- and I will be your loadmaster for - evening."
Landing in Okinawa was uneventful. I can now say I have flown in to MCAS Futenma, which, in a few years, will be handed back over to the Okinawans, and no longer be possible. After exiting the plane, thanking LCpl Loadmaster and the crew, and walking to the tiny, run down airfield terminal (complete with a disgustingly molded women's restroom toilet) I immediately took off my jacket and scarf and didn't look at them again for the remainder of my time in Oki. While the inhabitants of the island were wearing long sleeves and jackets, I enjoyed the lukewarm breeze... smelling slightly of jet fuel and exhaust.
Off to my next adventure!
Click here for part two of three Okinawa posts.