If you found my blog, probably you’ve already heard some interesting, occasionally amazing myths of the French Foreign Legion. Before I joined, it was difficult to find people, who could have told
I woke up at 5AM, because of a weird bird who set his nest just next to the tree about 20 meters from our tent. I’m not a bad sleeper. In a
Four short stories about how the French Foreign Legion changed my life My story had begun in 2012, when I decided to make a little break between high school and university. I
The company got a week off in March before going to Central Africa In a normal situation, we can leave for 2-3 weeks before an operation and for 3-4 weeks after. It
The third platoon left to Mali on a Thursday afternoon and the rest of the company stayed in St. Christol. I felt lucky, because many other legionnaires had to change the company,
I passed the short Christmas vacation at home, but this time I knew that the year will start in Castelnaudary My unit commander mentioned that he’ll see if I could go back
This chapter is going to be a bit different from the others, as 29+1 was. Last time when I wrote a +1 chapter, I talked about my personal life. This time I’m
I’ve been a 1st class legionnaire for 3 months on paper but nobody knows (and cares) until you don’t have a visibly green stripe on your chest. 1st class legionnaire isn’t even
We had less than a week left from that four very long months in Castelnaudary. The platoon organized more and more drinking parties as we approached to the end of our journey.
This was one of my favorite field missions. We marched out to the farm of the 1st company and passed a week in a forest just next to it. Only a couple