When I was planning my trip to visit Craig in Germany, we decided to spend a couple nights in his town of Friedberg. He got permission from whoever to have me sleep in his military barracks on base. Awesome!! Didn’t even think about what sleeping in a guy’s military barracks would entail. Naïve little Jill.
It’s basically like a dorm in college. Guys usually share a room with somebody and there are the basics: bed, TV, radio, etc. Craig’s room is huge since he’s a Sergeant. Look at me knowing people with titles!! (Although apparently civilians outrank military. Did you know that?) Anyways, I’m getting side tracked as usual.
So, Craig has a cool room, nice and big with a whole little living room area set up. Good stuff. So, since it’s an all guys barracks, the bathroom is a guy’s bathroom as well. Thankfully there were stall doors that shut and locked for the toilettes, so that was no biggie. But, the morning shower became interesting.
The shower “room” for lack of a better description is straight out of the military movies we’ve all seen. Just a big room with tile floors and five showerheads. No curtains, no stall doors…kind of how I would imagine prison to be. So, there’s me a whole group of guys staying in the barracks. Craig offered to block off the entire bathroom while I showered, because there is only a shower curtain separating the shower area from the sinks and toilet stall area. So, I’m all secure with Craig standing guard and talking to me the whole time so I knew he was still there. Fine. Good. But then there is a really weird feeling about showering in a huge room all by yourself. I just kept telling myself that this must be like to be rich and have a huge steam room/shower set up, just not as nice. Needless to say, it was the fastest shower ever!!
Later on, after showering and dressing and back to normal, I was in the bathroom again brushing my teeth. One of Craig’s soldiers came in to shower and I definitely think I took him by surprise! Hahaha. He kind of just stood there wrapped in his towel, not sure what to do. I told him to go ahead and I’d be out of there in a second. He went into the shower room and spent forever making sure that the shower curtain in the doorway between us was completely closed. Glad to know I’m not the only one paranoid!!!
