Barracks on Saipan...That's Different

I returned from Guam (back to Saipan) on Saturday morning. It was a mostly uneventfully flight.  (WAAAAAAY better than the flight to Guam when we had people screaming from the turbulence.) The only glitch was the 45 minute delay to repair a flight attendance's jump seat. (It probably broke in all the turbulence.)  

My illegally parked vehicle had not been towed (whew). This was a great relief to me.  I only worry about it a little, since I always park there. But I still worry.  There was one strange thing...or four...on the runway. Two military planes (large) and two helicopters.   But that isn't necessarily out of the ordinary, so I took my car and headed the mile long trip home.

I drove home, passing the grassy knoll.  (It's the grassy area in front of the airport where they play soccer and have bunkers.)

That's one of the bunkers. Less than a mile from my house. I am perfectly safe in an invasion.  It's been standing through WWII and the last 80+ years. 

I digress. 

I drove home past the grassy knoll and all was normal.  NORMAL.

That night, I met a friend in Garapan (the big "city") for supper.  I noticed a lot of military walking around.  Our restaurant was packed.  Since it was a Saturday night she figured they had come from Tinian for the weekend.  I wondered if I had missed a ship or a sub.

Well, 24 hours later I drove past the grassy knoll and it had been transformed.....into military barracks!

There were rows of "tiny homes" that they just put up over night.  Incredible.  There was porta-pottie row.  And then a couple of trailer/building/thingys that I believe are the shower houses.  

I'm probably going to have CIA at my door since I took those pictures.  When I drove back by later Sunday night, they had wooden posts laying all around it, so I am guessing a fence has now gone up.  I will try to go back (if I am not locked up) and get another picture before I leave island.