I miss BMT. Really. All the experiences, all the people i met, even the frenzy of washing the toilets nearly every morning before trying to cook up some excuses during inspection by my sergeant. My PC interviews which were turned into fellowship with my officer, the 24k route march whereby we walked in the dark being unable to see what is ahead of us, the sight of my platoon sergeant scrubbing the toilets frantically with me when the dreaded sergeant major was about to inspect... man the fond memories.