1st week's impression
So my first week as a paratrooper's over. And it's been great fun!
We left the base on Monday morning, all fit and ready for what was lying ahead: 72 hours of field day training and a 15km walk back to base as a finish. The weather was great for being outside, even though a bit warm, but I'm not gonna complain; it wasn't raining, and that's a good thing despite anything else.
By Monday night, we had stormed the same hill (sarcastically called "Hamburger Hill" by our drill instructors) for about 50 times and everyone was pretty much out of breath. Fortunately they made a break comparably early (around 2100) and everyone went to "bed" - or rather: to the respective tent.
Tuesday was a mere repetition of what we had done Monday - true drill for those days. Tuesday night, however, was different: it was reconaissance time again! Nightvision goggles were soon being handed out - while there was still some light - and around 2200 we went out; without a superiour; on our own!
It was great, and of course "my" team performed best: we were the only team out of 4 that was not spotted, we discovered everything that was intercepting our way - unlike others, who didn't see two mine-traps that would've blown them up if it had been the real thing - and all that even though we had most likely the crappiest part of the terrain to cover: a wide field with not-yet-fully-grown wheat on it.
Clearly we rock!
Wednesday came, and all that was left to do was pack all the things, and then start the long walk back home. Coincidentally (if you believe in coincidence) Wednesday was the hottest of the three days, so we were pretty much soaking with sweat when we arrived back at the base. I guess we had an aweful scent, too, but that didn't bother us then; we were just glad of having arrived back "home" where we could have a decent shower.

All in all, those three days rocked hard. Can't wait for the next field days...