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However, my bunkmate then changed the subject by dropping a bomb shell -- almost literally -- when she announced, “I almost got mortared in the parking lot of the PX today. And it really made me angry! I only have one day and a wake-up call standing between me and leaving Iraq. How dare they!”
Then a member of the International Zone military police patrol came by and asked me if I wanted to drive around with him for a while and get another tour of the Green Zone. Sure! First we drove by the PX parking lot. “See that hole there? A mortar shell was sticking out of it earlier today. Mortars took out 15 cars but luckily no one was injured.” And apparently there’s been a big insurgence of mortar fire lately.
“In the last ten days, the Green Zone has been under siege. We’ve had at least 67 mortar attacks in the last ten days and several fatalities.”Then we drove past the construction zone for the new American embassy. “It covers 15 square acres.” It was HUGE.
“But if this is the Green Zone, then what is the Red Zone,” I asked.
“The Red Zone is everything in Iraq that isn’t in the Green Zone.” Oh. “In the last month and a half, we’ve confiscated over 360 illegal AK-47s. Just from routine traffic stops.” Then we came to the Tigris River. The Tigris! Wow! The cradle of civilization! “This is the 14th of July bridge. This is where the bodies of people who have been executed by the death squads wash up – it’s not a pretty sight. But the river itself is lovely.” We stopped and I got a photo of me and the Tigris River and the Palestine Hotel on the other side.