Today, I was on duty at 0600. After ferrying around a general, a little later we took a patrol out for some face time with the locals. Some genius
"Do we have any more water back there?" I thought this was staged, so the guy would go away and not beg for more, so,
"No," I replied. Anyway, we were shortly surrounded by a flock of children crowding around our vehicle and into the busy two lane street that our vehicles constricted to a single lane...Grant seemed to find this funny. At the same time, we're still sitting in direct sunlight, in 80-something temperatures, and I'm wearing my helmet, long sleeves, protective sunglasses, body armor, and gloves. So much sweat was pouring down my glasses I had to remove them for a few minutes (against regulation, but I had to see).
Tonight, we took a $500,000 piece of gear out to watch more corruption by the @fghan National Police. Sgt. Kewel has evidently been "fired" from the patrol leader position for not wearing his neck protector on his armor, so another sergeant is now in charge. We set up on a route with a clear view for thousands of meters...of course, our position was only 20 feet from a road, with nothing screening us from vehicles passing by! Brilliant.
It seemed that my last couple of weeks before I left active duty were calculated to make me even happier to be leaving. This is more of the same.