But this was actually an accurate portrayal of TDY in Honduras.

(Toga Parties, Nurses, Tropical islands, Washington Redskins Cheerleaders, The Lizard Lounge...you name it)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3QVciXm54xA

To be posted to the Soto Cano chapter in greater detail, but here is one of the highlights that kind of perfectly sums up the weekend.

It seems that LTC [name], the battalion commander, really came out of his shell this weekend. (By the way, two UH-60s went up to Roatan and one went to La Ceiba this weekend for "MWR Trips"). He went up there with a CW2 named Paul, who went through flight school with me. (Paul is one of the infamous group of people who got caught in the DFAC one Saturday morning with open containers of beer. They just stayed up really late and continued to drink up through breakfast, and got arrested.)

Anyway, he and LTC [name] are staggering down the street on Roatan one night, holding each other up. All of a sudden, Paul says to LTC [name]

PAUL: "Scott, Scott, Scott!" (Apparently, this CW2 likes to call his battalion commander by his first name) "I just thought of something. We're here in Roatan--but back at Soto Cano, we're leaving the rest of the battalion unattended...with the Lizard Lounge open. Should we be concerned?"

LTC [name]: (Thinks about this for a moment). Nahhhh....

Okay, here's a recap of Toga Party Night. I swear, I think the Task Force Commander is going to gather everyone together in a trial like they did to the Deltas in Animal House. There must have been something in the air last night that just lead to destruction and mayhem. Or, maybe it was because the Air Force people were at the end of their rotation. Furthermore, it was a 1-228th Tag-in night ($2500 tab), plus a Club Med Toga night. (Yes, only at this base) I'm going to write up an in-depth narrative of this in a little bit, but the highlights.

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I got my brand new Dell.
I get a half day.
I order a half day to be in place because I'm the friggin' commander.
And it's a Lizard Lounge night.

All signs point to "Leeroy Jenkins".

Speaking of which, time to put on my Leeroy Jenkins T-shirt.