I figured as much, especially for the more secure parts of the base. Always a pain to get certified.
One hour training on tortoises could be summarized into not driving over them or touching them.
UXO and radio training were the other required training since we were working on the bombing range. One of the drillers I was working with threw a small bomb at me without me knowing it had already been cleared the day before. Naturally, my reflex was to catch it with wide eyes. We all laughed. Bastards.
Tinfoil hat material but I swear one of the pilots joking around painting us with their laser targeting fried my cell phone battery. Afterwards, would drain from 100 to 0 in less than an hour. Uncanny.
Hopefully Domingo's in Boron is back. They made some killer Mexican food and their Cadillac Margaritas packed a solid punch. Awesome pilot/astronaut memorabilia in there too.