Everybody has a this is no shit story about Po City. ONE of mine is we were minutes from leaving for Singapore, medical dept gets a hold of me and said I have an appt at Clark the next day for the extreme headaches I was getting. After what seemed to be a LONG bus ride in a ratty assed school bus (40 miles or so and 3 or 4 hours maybe) to Angeles City I get laid up in some dive but almost luxury motel off base. Great time had by all.
Next day I go to the Doc's, ain't shit they could do for me so back I go and Saratoga was gone! They stick me on some OLD troop transport ship called the Benewah
http://www.ussbenewah.com/ that's welded to the pier. (See the fun stuff you guys missed out on, no BOQ for me) Not here anyway.
Here's the good part, I have a TOTAL of 4 dollars and lots of time. I go to either the EM Club or Acey Ducey (I forget) and hit for 75 bucks on the slots!
Now it's like Leisure Suit Larry pt. 2 where money is no object, I'M RICH, no carriers and I have the key to the city! What a blast, I won't bore you with the incredible details.
A few days later they stick me on a DDG that was going to Singapore. The crew was BITCHING (I know, hard to believe) they wanted hamburgers instead of turkey (with real bones) one day, lobster tail the next and steak the next! Hell, they didn't even have water hours and I didn't have a job!
Ahhhhh, life was good for those few days, life was so good!
I miss Olongapo, will heaven be like that place, do dreams count?