Saturday, March 28, 2009

Hard to believe the places I have to dig sand out of !!!

I just thought I would take some time out of, what I will refer to as my busy schedule, to tell of the joys of driving in a Sandstorm. Being from Canada, we get the joys of driving in damn near every type of weather condition known to man, and I was not expecting to find sandstorms to be that much different. Although the visibility is the same as driving through a really thick fog, with low visibility, the joy comes from the fact that no vehicle, no matter how expensive, is sealed well enough to keep this shit from getting up your nose.
The above picture was taken at mid-day while I was travelling down the highway which runs north from Kuwait to Iraq. This normally would be a bright, sun high in the sky, kind of day. The visibility was actually pretty good on this day, but the dust that hangs inside of the vehicle is still a pain in the ass. With the wind that is blowing the sand, blasting at the side of the vehicle, it sounds almost like a fairly hard rain. The sand/dust seeps into the vehicle though and hangs the same as if you were going to beat the dust out of your floor matts inside the vehicle. Blowing sand, like blowing snow, will get into your eyes, mouth, ears and nose: but unlike snow, this SHIT DON'T MELT. It is with you all day. No amount of blowing your nose, or rubbing your eyes seems to help when it is bad enough. Nothing short of a warm shower standing on your head, seems to wash the sand from all the crevices, at least on me, that this sand has crept its way into.

The picture above is taken on another day, at around 8 in the morning. Still normally a fairly bright time of day, the dust in the air has seemed to cancel out the sun. I know that I need to wear extra tight underwear and don't bother putting in my contact lenses when the weather forcast is kind enough to forcast " dust later today, with possibility of dust through the night, with dust again tomorrow." WTF, I didn't know dust was one of the elements of weather, but I guess I can chalk it up as another lesson learned.
Till next time,
Brett Out!!

2 comments:

Mom Stella said...

You need one of those compressed air thingies that you use to clean your computer. Your Dad says you should shove it where the sun don't shine to blow the dust out of your nose!

Unknown said...

I signed up as a follower. My stage name is Green Granny - green with envy.