Most of our team is hanging out at Bagram, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the Soldiers and Airmen that will replace us. Once they get here, we’ll show ‘em the ropes, wish them luck, then prepare to leave.
*Can you hear the excitement as I type?*
Bagram is like the hub for military members coming in and out of Afghanistan. And, now that our deployment is nearing an end, I’m starting to bump into people that trained with me at Wonderful Camp Atterbury who served at other Provincial Reconstruction Teams in the ‘stan. (They’re returning to Bagram to prepare to leave.)
Since we don’t have an office at Bagram anymore (ever since we moved to Forward Operating Base Morales-Frazier,) we live in temporary shelter tents on the edge of Bagram, away from the main drag. They are less-than-luxurious tents … open bays with nothing in them but beds. (Hey, it’s better than sleeping on rocks!)
So, with no office, and no personal rooms, we’re kind of like homeless people … we just wander Bagram all day, occasionally stopping to eat a meal, then going to bed at the shelter at night. I spent most of yesterday trying to find an internet connection. (Surprise!) Behind the scenes, our supply/logistics folks are working frantically to get us out of here while bringing the new folks in. Imagine one family moving out of a house, while another one is moving in the same house … at the same time. That’s kind of like what we’re expecting to experience when the new team arrives.
But it is no matter … for the remaining few days, I can sleep in a port-a-potty … as long as the clock doesn’t stop!