I prepped for leaving the camp today. I found the jar of homemade salsa I'd stashed under the bed, which was fortuitous, since tonight was Mexican night. It was delicious.
I handed out various items to the base defense guys and gatemen, and left piles of stuff for the laundrymen and cooks, who both had today off (this being the equivalent of their Sunday). It's amazing how much little things can mean, when you don't have much.
I just have to decide which books I can manage to take with me, with the limited room I'll have. That'll be the big challenge.