I am in Mosul now. Apparently we are being mortared every night, but I have been sleeping right through it. This place has trees though, a stark contrast to the lovely landscape of Kuwait. However, the smell is overwhelming. The stench of sewage and trash that everyone leaves on the streets goes quite a distance. The facilities here are built up to where you could live here and not even know whats going on "outside the wire." Its still difficult taking over with John's loss. It comes up on every brief. Nothing has really sunk in yet. I'm just taking everything as it comes. Day by day. Time is going by relatively quick. This time I'm serious. Pictures will be coming up soon, once I get the internet fixed in my room. Then there will be a flood of pictures. Otherwise, I haven't seen a single camel spider and they are not harmful in any way, don't worry. Funny story(maybe not): The first morning I woke up in my tin box room, I was glaring right at two haji watching me sleep through the window. Wierd. Then they walked in my room, I had to chase them out. They scattered responding "sorry mista." Wierd. Thats all I got to say about that. More to follow.