Reflections on Kirkuk Embed
BAGHDAD, Iraq
Reflections on the Embed
The sun is slowly creeping away for the night, and Baghdad seems rather peaceful. The Tigris River is shimmers as it meanders by, and lights are beginning to flicker on in the sand-colored buildings stretching along the banks. Some of the structures look healthy, others like hallowed out ghosts with massive war wounds. Traffic on the bridges is light, and there’s a very short backup at the checkpoint next to my hotel.
About the only thing that gives away the fact that there is/has been a war going on in this country is the sound and sight of the Blackhawk helicopters that pass by at least once an hour (a pair are passing by right now as I type).
The city seems quieter than my last visit a year ago, but that probably owes a fair amount to the rash of deadly bombings last week that have resulted in an increase in the number of checkpoints and security forces and a decrease in the number of people venturing out onto the streets.
Regardless of the reason, it’s hard to think of another adjective for the city right now other than “peaceful.” It feels like sitting along the Nile River in Cairo without the traffic, and car horns… well, and without the neon signs and lights of the river front clubs and party boats.
The evening call to prayer has just begun as I sit here taking a break from logging tape and making calls. The air is dry, and that perfect evening temperature that makes you want to sit outside all night with a bottle of wine (permitted here), and soak in the sounds of the city. I’m taking the opportunity to reflect on the embed I completed last week, and the moments and aspects that stand out.




















































































