The other day, I had to take a detour that took me to the far reaches of the base. Along the way, I found myself on Flintstone Drive. As I went traveling by Saddam’s unfinished Palace, I came across what looked like a large house from Flintstones. According to local legend, Saddam built the ‘palace” for his grankids to play in. What a cool grandfather—I’m sure it came with a “Whack a Shiite” table and a “Gas the Kurds activity room”
Inside and outside, the walls are covered by graffiti. Not just Americans, but you can tell that the Brits, Aussies, Poles, Koreans and many more have left their mark inside. In a way it added character. I once saw Roman graffiti scratched into some walls that was over 2000 years old. I guess some things never change. Good thing I had my Sharpie with me.
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