I’m getting used to waking up early in the morning and took advantage of the empty laundry room around 0600 hrs. Since moving to our new camp, we have been busy on missions and setting up our rooms. My 2 laundry bags have been bursting at the seams for awhile now. Normally I would turn it into the contractor and have it back the next
day. However lately, I have noticed my clothes are coming back dirtier than when I turned them in. The contractor washes everything together and the clothes don’t really look or feel clean after they are laundered. Perhaps someone is taking a shortcut and washing them in the local polluted stream, I don’t know. But I seized the opportunity
to wash my own clothes with laundry detergent and dry them using dryer sheets. So now my bed sheets and clothes have the fresh fragrance of Tide Mountain Spring. Sometimes it’s the small things in life that can make your day.
Due to the communication networks being down, we were unable to accomplish much today. Half the team worked on inspecting the vehicles, while the AF Captain and I took care of some administrative chores. This was also another opportunity to unpack more clothes and reorganize our rooms. Notice the cardboard box serving as my computer desk. Due to limited resources, you have to use your imagination and scrounge for items to
furnish the rooms. We have been pretty fortunate with finding some lockers and improvised using 550 parachute cord, blankets, nails, screws, etc. Some of my teammates brought their chairs and desks from the previous camp, while I transported my small refrigerator to keep a supply of cold and frozen water for missions.
I’ve asked several people about the meaning of the B-Hut and received puzzled looks. “It’s always been called that and hmmmm….I really never thought about the [historical] meaning,” was the reply of an Army First Sergeant. The entire structure is made of double ply plywood and the interior is segmented into small cubicles with a hallway running down
through the center. A heat/air conditioning unit is mounted on opposite ends of the hallway. Curtains or blankets affixed to 550 parachute cord serve as a privacy barrier to the wood cubicle rooms.
After work today, some of my teammates decided to take a hike up the hill overlooking the camp. Two of my teammates
chose to run, while the rest of us settled for a brisk walk. While walking up the hill, a young local boy stopped us and asked [in English] for a dollar. A female member gave him a dollar not realizing that her gift of generosity was a day wages for children. Afghanistan still has forced child labor and many children work to help pay off their parents’
debt. Children are often used for manual labor at the brick making factories so prevalent throughout this country along with other hard labor jobs. The ANA guard growled at the boy because he was getting too close to the concertina wire, so we left and continued our hike.
Down in the valley we watched children flying kites. My guess this was
a gift to them for the Eid holiday. The past few days we have observed a dozen kites flying freely in the sky. Several of them crashed down into the camp too. I’m still waiting for the opportunity to try my skills at kite fighting. This was a sport previously banned by the ruling Taliban.