A lot of things are different, but, surprisingly, many things are the same. Different? I am now living in a hooch. Yeah, don't love this. There is always a weird smell and some sort of dampness I can't escape. Despite the fact that Kabul is basically highish desert, I feel like I am inside a Florida gym when I am in the hooch. That said though, I am very thankful to have my own room and not have to share.
Same? The DFAC food. The construction. Helicopters overhead all day long. Playing volleyball on my day off. And a lot of people are still here. My first two weeks were spent saying hello to old friends. I managed to overlap with a lot of people that arrived in my last two months so it was fun to catch up and share stories. I was at the Duck and Cover, or sitting at the firepit or the beach, talking until pretty late.
Typical Kabul Night |
The new team is great, especially the Deputy (who is a friend from Buenos Aires) and I think they are going to have a good year. I am just reaching the halfway point of my TDY and am just beginning to think through the experience. It has given me perspective on where we are going and what we did in the past two years. On a personal level, I also just feel really lucky to be back here, to see my Afghan friends, revisit the country, help contribute for a bit. That is the best part. I plan to compare to my experience last year that I blogged about here: http://www.weebleskabulbuttheydontfalldown.blogspot.com/
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