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Originally Posted by nostatic
Awesome stuff. Better them than me...
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No kidding...back in the '80's, on my fourth or fifth stay in the Philippines, two other pilots from my detachment and me decided to take a course in jungle survival for three days. We were in port for a week so we could bookend other more leisurely pursuits to ease our pain.
The course, run by the military, was called JEST (I think)...not sure what it stands for.
Here is what I learned: The jungle is where all manner of evil creatures big and small set up shop. They are often deadly, and extract the life from their victims in ways that would make J. Mengele blush.
When not deadly, our jungle friends are often parasitic and take great advantage of the hotel services resident in humans...we are the Beverley Wilshire of hosts. They often depart without leaving a tip, preferring instead to leave behind all sorts of viral strains undetectable to modern science until your donk falls off.
You can wear jungle air, you just can't breath it.
I sweat like Joe Biden on Jeopardy every second of every day I spent there.
There is tons of food in the Jungle, none that can be found at Best Foods.
Great experience, though. The Native instructors seemed amused.