Well, this is it! I was beginning to think that this day wouldn’t arrive; however, I find myself at this point. Tomorrow, I am leaving Camp Mike Spann and beginning my journey through the out-processing system. The Navy calls it the Warrior Transition Program (WTP).
From my reading of this program, they seem to have managed to push about 1 day worth of administrative matters into a 3 day process. However; that will have to wait. Upon leaving here, I have take a convoy to the German base to catch a flight to Kabul. My flight doesn’t leave until the next day, so I’ll have to stay in a tent overnight. It isn’t so bad though, because I’ve made some friends with the Germans there (speaking German really helps) and I intend to meet some of them that evening.
Now Kabul will be a different matter. I fly to Kabul International Airport (KIA) and have to await a convoy to Camp Phoenix. This part should be enlightening because despite repeated requests for information, no one seems to know why any of us are required to begin out-processing at Phoenix. All of the Navy administration and finance duties have moved to Baghram Air Field when the NAVCENT Liaison Staff set up shop there. So, I only know that I should be there a couple of days and then I’ll convoy back to Kabul International Airport and get on a flight to Baghram. I can only hope that my flight to Baghram will be the same day as I arrive at the airport.
Once in Baghram, I’ll continue with admin and finance out-processing for a couple of days. Once completed, I’ll get on a plane to Kuwait to begin the main part of the process; the WTP. At Kuwait I’ll be able to turn in my body armor, weapons and most of the other items that the Army issued me. Apparently, we also have to sit through ‘decompression’ briefs and talk to psychologists to ensure that we aren’t experiencing any post traumatic stress issues. For me personally, I think that the stressful part will be waiting to get on that plane that takes me back to my wife and daughter.
I’m really happy to be leaving for many reasons. The first and foremost of which is that I really need to be with my family. I need to be a contributing member and help raise my daughter. I’m truly tired of watching her grow up over SKYPE and hearing about her many discoveries and development rather than witnessing them. Sometimes I am truly amazed that she knows who I am!
Among other reasons that I’m happy about leaving is that I am truly burned out about the Army and the National Guard. Many of them are professional and well meaning; however I’ve discovered that the Army and the National Guard do not necessarily work well together and neither has any idea how to work with the other services. Much of that misunderstanding comes from their lack of understanding as to what experience and skills the Navy can bring to help the mission. It’s a bit disappointing when you consider how long we’ve been doing this mission with them. Some of the attitudes of the enlisted are such that they really do not understand that an officer is an officer, regardless of which service. I’ve have several (more than I care to think of) instances where I’ve been told that “Well, that guy’s just in the Navy” when told that a Navy O-6 ordered them to do something. This, more often than not, has come from Army E-7s.
Either way, I’ve had many great learning experiences here. Particularly it was a great environment in learning how to successfully meet mission requirements while coordinating between Army, Air Force, National Guard and Coalition Partners. I’ve really been happy that I’ve been able to utilize my German and gain more fluency. Additionally, I’ve made some good friends among the Germans.
There is some anxiety involved with returning home. My wife has been essentially raising our daughter on her own. Now I have to reintegrate myself into that family dynamic and learn how to live with my wife again. I have to discover my ‘place’. Also, as I’ve mentioned before, I am going to be looking for a job outside the military when I return. I have been keeping a keen eye on the news and the state of the economy in the U.S. I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t nervous. I have serious responsibilities to consider.
I can say that I haven’t been idle during this time. I have made use of networking with people here who have civilian jobs and working with contractors. I also intend to get my Project Management Professional certification when I get back home. My wife and I have also been making use of the extra money that I’ve made and saved since being here. We’ve paid off my car and our credit card. Now our only long-term bill is the mortgage on our house. Our long-term goal is to have enough in savings to be able to live and pay our bills for at least 8 months in the event of not having employment. I hope that it never comes to that, but it is better to plan for the worst. We are pretty much there right now, but we’ll continue to save nonetheless.
Long-term, I am worried about our mutual fund, IRAs and our daughter’s 529 education fund. Every day I hear on the news about how bad the economy is and how it’s only going to get worse. I really have been disappointed at this point with the message that President Obama has been giving. I recently read his 2006 book “Audacity of Hope”. I daresay that I’ve had that audacity and I still have some hopeful expectations. I was very impressed with what he had to say in his book and in particular his goals for America. I support these goals greatly. I only hope that we will be able to pull out of the current economic mess in time to see these goals come to fruition. The President, in my view, should be the greatest cheerleader for the nation. I fully support being told the truth without all the political spin. I appreciate it; however, I do not believe it is enough. Tell me the situation sucks and tell me it is going to take sacrifice and hard work. Then, tell me that you believe in us as a people and that we will succeed. Only recently have I been hearing the beginnings of such optimism. Before, everything was ‘doom and gloom’ and every time there was a speech, the markets reacted negatively.
I fully understand that the markets are influenced by much more than just a speech; however it cannot be ignored that the market is largely affected by emotion and confidence. Investors cannot be expected to be optimistic and the average consumer cannot be expected to spend their money if the President doesn’t show that he has that confidence. I consider myself to be a reasonable person and my reaction has been completely logical in light of the state of the economy and the lack of confidence I’ve seen. I have saved and saved and saved. We, as a family, aren’t considering buying a new car or making other expenses that are not absolutely necessary because it is fiscally irresponsible to do so in this economy, the future forecasts and the lack of confidence which is evident. Personally, I want to have confidence and I want to hope. However, I, as do many others, have responsibilities that are far too great to ignore. Eating and having a house is far more important that buying a flat screen TV or a new car.
OK, I’ll get off of the soap-box. I intend to continue this chronicle of events throughout my experiences of out-processing. I have not yet made a decision if I will continue this blog or another once I have returned home.
Take care…
Accelerate My Life? - Navy IA in Afghanistan
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Christmas Leave
Greetings. I hope all had a merry Christmas and happy New Year. I was able to go on vacation (Leave) for 2 weeks in December. My wife and daughter flew to Germany and we met each other there. We were able to stay with my wife’s parents in Bischofsheim, Germany. 
I left my camp in Mazar-e Sharif on the 7th of December and flew to Bagram Air Base. When I reached Bagram and checked-in, I was told that I could leave the next day for Kuwait. Now, we are allowed 15 days leave, but the time doesn’t start counting until midnight of the day we arrive to our final destination. This can be a good or bad thing. If you arrive home, say, 6:00 am, then you have 18 hours until your leave starts. Great thing! However; if you arrive around 11:00 pm, then you only have an hour extra. Not so great. Overall, it’s a decent policy, because you definitely get the full 15 days at home. You aren’t scheduled to fly back to Kuwait until the 16th day. Again, could be a good thing if you get a later flight.
So, I quickly did the math and figured that I would have to fly back on Christmas day if I left on the 8th for Kuwait and ultimately arrived in Germany on the 9th or 10th. For me, it was cutting it too close. So, I asked if I could hang out for a couple of days and manifest for my flight to Kuwait on the 10th. They didn’t mind, so that’s what I did. I had to live in a large tent for a few days in Bagram. I was able to get a couple of last minute things.
On the morning of the 10th, all those leaving for Kuwait had to muster at the terminal for a brief. We were then told to come back at 18:00. After wasting the rest of another day, I reported again to the terminal and waited around until we were able to board the plan. This didn’t happen until about 22:30. We took a C-17 to Kuwait, which is a large plane, but not built for comfort. Particularly when you consider that we had to travel in body armor and helmets. Thankfully, we were able to turn in our weapons and ammunition at Bagram.
When we landed in Kuwait, due to the time difference, it was about 03:30 (05:00 Afghan time). We immediately, upon disembarking the plane, were transported to a large tent for a few briefings. Mainly they had to collect our leave paperwork and split us into groups dependent on where we were traveling. See, although we were required to put in our requests for leave months in advance, the military does nothing for reservations until we arrive in Kuwait. At this briefing, we were told to return for a transportation briefing at 07:00. In the meantime, we had to get an assignment for sleeping quarters (another tent) and turn in our body armor and helmets.
Now, those of us who were flying to a destination outside the continental United States, were actually in a pretty good position. We were immediately brought to the transportation office, asked our destinations and then told to report back at 16:00. Those others who had to report back at 07:00 weren’t allowed much sleep time. I went straight to turn in my body armor, and then immediately to sleep. I woke up around 11:00 and took the opportunity to take a shower and get some food.
I later discovered that those who were leaving for the United States had to go through customs first. This entailed them having to muster at 12:45 and then had each of their bags emptied in front of a customs agents and searched. Once they were done with customs, they were sequestered to that area. This would be ok, if it wasn’t for the fact that they didn’t fly out until about midnight. Made for a long day for them.
At 16:00, I received my itinerary and told to come back at 20:00 to manifest for the flight. We didn’t actually leave for several more hours, but that wasn’t too bad. Around 23:00 we were transported to the Kuwait International Airport and told to check-in. At this point, we were on our own.
I took a Lufthansa flight from Kuwait to Frankfurt, Germany. I traveled in civilian clothes because of my destination. Those traveling to the United States had to take a military chartered flight and travel in uniform. I arrived at Frankfurt at 05:30, which was great because of the leave counting policy!
I can’t begin to describe how it was to see my wife for the first time since July. I’ve been on longer deployments, but this was somehow different. Maybe it was because I knew that I was only staying 2 weeks and then traveling back to Afghanistan. My daughter wasn’t there for my arrival due to the time. It was way too early to expect her to wake up and be at the airport. I was able to see her shortly after arriving at my in-laws’ house. That was great. She saw me and said “Papa” with a great big smile! I’m not too proud to say that melted me on the spot.
We had such a great time going to the Christmas market, an animal park, visiting with the extended family, just spending time together. We took our daughter to the Christmas market a couple of times. They had a carousel that my daughter just loved. She had never before been on one and it was such a treat for her. We also took her to one of the surrounding mountains to introduce her to a Toboggan. Again, she absolutely loved it!
I was also happy to see her be able to spend some time with her great-grandparents. The last time she had seen them, she was too young to really interact with them. She was playful and interactive with them this time.
Unfortunately, like all things, my time there had to come to an end. I’ve never been on a deployment before where I was able to take leave in the middle of it and see my family. Although, I would never trade this experience for anything, it was very hard to leave. Harder this time, than it was leaving the first time. I miss my wife and daughter very much. Seeing them again only emphasized how deeply I feel their absence.
Now that I am back, I can only hope that time goes by as fast as it went during the first 4 ½ months. I did receive some good news though. I should be leaving here about a month earlier than I was originally scheduled. The question will be, how long the out-processing will take because that dictates when I’ll ultimately be home.
Work here has been steadily increasing since my return. We have been informed that our camp is to plan for an expansion. This expansion should double our current size. The challenge is that the people in charge of sending the people are different and separate from those who help us with the preparations. We have to plan how to house 400-600 additional people and they will most probably begin to arrive before we are able to build more housing for them. The logistics involved are astronomical! We have to first prepare the land. Currently, it’s just an open area complete with sink holes and craters. We have to survey the land, level it and then build in the infrastructure. There is no water pipes, sewage, drainage, power grid, nothing. Once those things are in place, we have to build the living quarters, new gym and dining facility to accommodate them. Of course, we cannot forget the force protection structures that will be required.
Here in Afghanistan, it can take up to 120 days to get a project contracted and then more time to get the authorized funding. That’s all before the first preparations are started. The people can be expected to arrive much sooner than that. Hopefully, with all of our ‘bell ringing’, someone higher up will start to see the big picture and pay attention. Don’t get me wrong, many people see the problem, but it is still going to be a huge challenge to get the pieces in place and I have a difficult time seeing it being done in time for all these additional people. Things just take more time here.
I’ve included some pictures for you from my time on leave. I hope you enjoy them.
Later!
I left my camp in Mazar-e Sharif on the 7th of December and flew to Bagram Air Base. When I reached Bagram and checked-in, I was told that I could leave the next day for Kuwait. Now, we are allowed 15 days leave, but the time doesn’t start counting until midnight of the day we arrive to our final destination. This can be a good or bad thing. If you arrive home, say, 6:00 am, then you have 18 hours until your leave starts. Great thing! However; if you arrive around 11:00 pm, then you only have an hour extra. Not so great. Overall, it’s a decent policy, because you definitely get the full 15 days at home. You aren’t scheduled to fly back to Kuwait until the 16th day. Again, could be a good thing if you get a later flight.
So, I quickly did the math and figured that I would have to fly back on Christmas day if I left on the 8th for Kuwait and ultimately arrived in Germany on the 9th or 10th. For me, it was cutting it too close. So, I asked if I could hang out for a couple of days and manifest for my flight to Kuwait on the 10th. They didn’t mind, so that’s what I did. I had to live in a large tent for a few days in Bagram. I was able to get a couple of last minute things.
On the morning of the 10th, all those leaving for Kuwait had to muster at the terminal for a brief. We were then told to come back at 18:00. After wasting the rest of another day, I reported again to the terminal and waited around until we were able to board the plan. This didn’t happen until about 22:30. We took a C-17 to Kuwait, which is a large plane, but not built for comfort. Particularly when you consider that we had to travel in body armor and helmets. Thankfully, we were able to turn in our weapons and ammunition at Bagram.
When we landed in Kuwait, due to the time difference, it was about 03:30 (05:00 Afghan time). We immediately, upon disembarking the plane, were transported to a large tent for a few briefings. Mainly they had to collect our leave paperwork and split us into groups dependent on where we were traveling. See, although we were required to put in our requests for leave months in advance, the military does nothing for reservations until we arrive in Kuwait. At this briefing, we were told to return for a transportation briefing at 07:00. In the meantime, we had to get an assignment for sleeping quarters (another tent) and turn in our body armor and helmets.
Now, those of us who were flying to a destination outside the continental United States, were actually in a pretty good position. We were immediately brought to the transportation office, asked our destinations and then told to report back at 16:00. Those others who had to report back at 07:00 weren’t allowed much sleep time. I went straight to turn in my body armor, and then immediately to sleep. I woke up around 11:00 and took the opportunity to take a shower and get some food.
I later discovered that those who were leaving for the United States had to go through customs first. This entailed them having to muster at 12:45 and then had each of their bags emptied in front of a customs agents and searched. Once they were done with customs, they were sequestered to that area. This would be ok, if it wasn’t for the fact that they didn’t fly out until about midnight. Made for a long day for them.
At 16:00, I received my itinerary and told to come back at 20:00 to manifest for the flight. We didn’t actually leave for several more hours, but that wasn’t too bad. Around 23:00 we were transported to the Kuwait International Airport and told to check-in. At this point, we were on our own.
I took a Lufthansa flight from Kuwait to Frankfurt, Germany. I traveled in civilian clothes because of my destination. Those traveling to the United States had to take a military chartered flight and travel in uniform. I arrived at Frankfurt at 05:30, which was great because of the leave counting policy!
I can’t begin to describe how it was to see my wife for the first time since July. I’ve been on longer deployments, but this was somehow different. Maybe it was because I knew that I was only staying 2 weeks and then traveling back to Afghanistan. My daughter wasn’t there for my arrival due to the time. It was way too early to expect her to wake up and be at the airport. I was able to see her shortly after arriving at my in-laws’ house. That was great. She saw me and said “Papa” with a great big smile! I’m not too proud to say that melted me on the spot.
We had such a great time going to the Christmas market, an animal park, visiting with the extended family, just spending time together. We took our daughter to the Christmas market a couple of times. They had a carousel that my daughter just loved. She had never before been on one and it was such a treat for her. We also took her to one of the surrounding mountains to introduce her to a Toboggan. Again, she absolutely loved it!
I was also happy to see her be able to spend some time with her great-grandparents. The last time she had seen them, she was too young to really interact with them. She was playful and interactive with them this time.
Unfortunately, like all things, my time there had to come to an end. I’ve never been on a deployment before where I was able to take leave in the middle of it and see my family. Although, I would never trade this experience for anything, it was very hard to leave. Harder this time, than it was leaving the first time. I miss my wife and daughter very much. Seeing them again only emphasized how deeply I feel their absence.
Now that I am back, I can only hope that time goes by as fast as it went during the first 4 ½ months. I did receive some good news though. I should be leaving here about a month earlier than I was originally scheduled. The question will be, how long the out-processing will take because that dictates when I’ll ultimately be home.
Work here has been steadily increasing since my return. We have been informed that our camp is to plan for an expansion. This expansion should double our current size. The challenge is that the people in charge of sending the people are different and separate from those who help us with the preparations. We have to plan how to house 400-600 additional people and they will most probably begin to arrive before we are able to build more housing for them. The logistics involved are astronomical! We have to first prepare the land. Currently, it’s just an open area complete with sink holes and craters. We have to survey the land, level it and then build in the infrastructure. There is no water pipes, sewage, drainage, power grid, nothing. Once those things are in place, we have to build the living quarters, new gym and dining facility to accommodate them. Of course, we cannot forget the force protection structures that will be required.
Here in Afghanistan, it can take up to 120 days to get a project contracted and then more time to get the authorized funding. That’s all before the first preparations are started. The people can be expected to arrive much sooner than that. Hopefully, with all of our ‘bell ringing’, someone higher up will start to see the big picture and pay attention. Don’t get me wrong, many people see the problem, but it is still going to be a huge challenge to get the pieces in place and I have a difficult time seeing it being done in time for all these additional people. Things just take more time here.
I’ve included some pictures for you from my time on leave. I hope you enjoy them.
Later!
Monday, November 17, 2008
Fun Opportunity
I was recently afforded an outstanding opportunity. I was invited to go to the shooting range with a German Army team that is stationed near us.
I've had the opportunity to shoot a couple of the weapons that the Germans use in the past; however this was the first time I was able to shoot from such a variety. I shot the G-36 rifle, P-8 pistol, MG 3 and MG 4 machine guns, a machine pistol, a grenade launcher and a M-82 .50 caliber sniper rifle.
The machine guns were a treat to shoot. They are very smooth, with almost no recoil. The MG-3 has not been changed in 60 years. It is that well built and efficient. The MG-4 almost looks like a rifle. It can fire over 500 rounds per minute and it a dream to use.
There were 5 Americans there, including myself. We set up a little shooting competition with the Germans. We used their rifles and they used our M-4 rifles. While I shot pretty well, we ultimately lost with an overall score of 129-111. It was fun. While the G-36 is heavier than our M-4 rifles, it is very easy to shoot and the optical sights make aiming very easy.
Lastly, I was able to shoot a couple of rounds through the M-82 sniper rifle. This was a dream come true for me. I've always been interested in getting an opportunity to shoot this rifle. It is
amazing to think about a man fired weapon using a .50 cal bullet and being able to accurately hit a target 1 mile away. It has a muzzle velocity of 3900 ft/sec. At that speed, a target would get hit over 1.5 seconds after the bullet was fired 1 mile distant. A target would be hit before the sound reached it. Of course that would not much matter because if anyone was hit with a bullet that large they would be torn in half. A .50 caliber bullet is 1/2 inch in diameter.
As you could probably tell, it snowed some recently. Mostly in the mountains. What we got did not stay around long. It made a pretty site
though. I'm sure that the beauty will be lost on me as it gets colder and my thoughts focus on just staying warm! Soon though, I'll be with my family for some Leave time. I can't wait for that! I haven't seen my wife and daughter since July 22nd. It's a long time....
While we were there, the Afghan Army decided to show up. We still don't really know what they were doing. They just landed a helicopter right there next to us. Not sure why because the area we were in was very, very large. They had miles of space in which to land, but they chose the spot next to us. Once they landed, a platoon (about 20 soldiers) got out and formed a perimeter around the helicopter. The Helicopter then took off; leaving the men there.
We decided to ignore them and we continued to shoot. Being mindful, of course, of weapons safety. We could only hope that they were being safety minded as well. After about 10 minutes the Helicopter returned and the soldiers boarded the aircraft. The helicopter left and we did not see them again. Probably just some maneuvers of some kind.
I mentioned in a previous submission that I went to the embassy in Kabul to process my renewal of my passport. Well it's ready and I'm in Kabul now to pick it up. I'll write more later about how this trip went.
Take care......
I've had the opportunity to shoot a couple of the weapons that the Germans use in the past; however this was the first time I was able to shoot from such a variety. I shot the G-36 rifle, P-8 pistol, MG 3 and MG 4 machine guns, a machine pistol, a grenade launcher and a M-82 .50 caliber sniper rifle.
The machine guns were a treat to shoot. They are very smooth, with almost no recoil. The MG-3 has not been changed in 60 years. It is that well built and efficient. The MG-4 almost looks like a rifle. It can fire over 500 rounds per minute and it a dream to use.
There were 5 Americans there, including myself. We set up a little shooting competition with the Germans. We used their rifles and they used our M-4 rifles. While I shot pretty well, we ultimately lost with an overall score of 129-111. It was fun. While the G-36 is heavier than our M-4 rifles, it is very easy to shoot and the optical sights make aiming very easy.
Lastly, I was able to shoot a couple of rounds through the M-82 sniper rifle. This was a dream come true for me. I've always been interested in getting an opportunity to shoot this rifle. It is
amazing to think about a man fired weapon using a .50 cal bullet and being able to accurately hit a target 1 mile away. It has a muzzle velocity of 3900 ft/sec. At that speed, a target would get hit over 1.5 seconds after the bullet was fired 1 mile distant. A target would be hit before the sound reached it. Of course that would not much matter because if anyone was hit with a bullet that large they would be torn in half. A .50 caliber bullet is 1/2 inch in diameter.As you could probably tell, it snowed some recently. Mostly in the mountains. What we got did not stay around long. It made a pretty site
though. I'm sure that the beauty will be lost on me as it gets colder and my thoughts focus on just staying warm! Soon though, I'll be with my family for some Leave time. I can't wait for that! I haven't seen my wife and daughter since July 22nd. It's a long time....While we were there, the Afghan Army decided to show up. We still don't really know what they were doing. They just landed a helicopter right there next to us. Not sure why because the area we were in was very, very large. They had miles of space in which to land, but they chose the spot next to us. Once they landed, a platoon (about 20 soldiers) got out and formed a perimeter around the helicopter. The Helicopter then took off; leaving the men there.
We decided to ignore them and we continued to shoot. Being mindful, of course, of weapons safety. We could only hope that they were being safety minded as well. After about 10 minutes the Helicopter returned and the soldiers boarded the aircraft. The helicopter left and we did not see them again. Probably just some maneuvers of some kind.
I mentioned in a previous submission that I went to the embassy in Kabul to process my renewal of my passport. Well it's ready and I'm in Kabul now to pick it up. I'll write more later about how this trip went.
Take care......
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Getting colder here.....Starting to snow some....
Hello,
I know that it’s been a while since my last post. There have been some big decisions since then and I allowed myself to get distracted and ‘otherwise motivated’. However, my wife has since wisely reminded me, these accounts are primarily motivated by my daughter. I want to give her something tangible to have so she can understand what I did and why I was gone so much during the early part of her life.
There’s been quite a bit that has passed since I last wrote. To begin, I’ll let you all know that I’ve decided to leave the Navy when my tour of duty is completed here in Afghanistan. There are several reasons for this move. Some are professional and others are personal. In any case, I feel that it’s better for my family and for myself to seek another line of work. I am leaning toward something in consulting or project management. My wife would prefer us to live in the Maryland/D.C. area. I've always liked it there, so I have no problems with that.
This is a HUGE paradigm shift for me. I have served in the Navy in one form or another for 18 years. I have never known another line of work in my adult life. I was 17 when I joined the Navy. I had to ask my parents for permission to join. My life has changed considerably since then. I’ve been to over 2 dozen countries, learned another language, gotten married, had a child, received undergraduate and graduate degrees, etc. I am not ashamed to say that it scares me sometimes to consider the weight of the changes to come in the next year. However, I take strength from the fact that I have a great partner in my wife.
As for my experiences in Afghanistan, there have been changes here as well. I’ve traveled some, people have transferred, new people have come in and sadly, some have died…
Since my last ‘discussion’ with you all, I have been able to travel to Kabul. I had to go to the American Embassy to process my passport renewal. That was “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” experience. Just joking, but it was interesting. I had tried to get this process completed via the military for a while, but I wasn’t able to travel for quite a while. The normal process for getting a passport application processed is through a military office at Bagram Air Field. It’s the largest base in Afghanistan. However; for some reason the process takes 6-8 weeks through that office. I did some research and discovered that there is a Navy Senior Chief stationed at the Embassy in Kabul. After a phone call to him, I learned that through the Embassy I could get my application processed in 8-11 days. This was a much more preferable solution. So, I tagged along with a group that was leaving here for Kabul. Turned out that the group included the ARSIC-N Commander. He’s in charge of all of Northern Afghanistan in connection with Task Force Phoenix.
We rode in a convoy from our camp to a German camp , Marmal, that is about 30 km away. Given the state of the roads in Afghanistan, this trip took us about 1 hour and 10 minutes. Once in Marmal, we were given assignments in tents to sleep overnight. Our flight wasn’t to leave until the next morning. I took the opportunity to have some pizza, a rare opportunity I assure you. The next morning, we boarded a German military flight to Kabul International Airport. Not sure it’s a good thing to be at a place with the initials KIA. Actually it’s a very secure place. Where we were was an ISAF compound. ISAF is short for International Security Assistance Force. It’s the NATO mission to do train the Afghan Police and Army. Anyway, once at KIA, I was able to ‘hitch’ a ride with the ARSIC-N Commander and his Personal Security Detachment to camp Phoenix. I had to stay the night at Phoenix while waiting for a ride to the Embassy. I say ‘ride’, but transportation is not as easy as it sounds. Rides consist, in most cases, of 3 armored Humvees and weapons at the ready.
The next day, I was informed that my 09:00 ‘ride’ to the embassy was postponed until the afternoon around 13:00. That ride finally happened about 17:00. I finally arrived, after a couple of detours, at the embassy around 18:30. I was very thankful for the Navy at that point because the Senior Chief was willing to wait for me. My actual business only took me about 10 minutes. Sort of anti-climactic really, given the efforts it took for me to get there.
Getting into the Embassy struck me as personally interesting. I’ve been to Embassies before and security was always very obvious. It was here as well; however there was one difference this time. In the past, I had to give up my cell phone and ID card and go through a baggage check and metal detector. So, here I was this time, standing before the security guards. I was wearing my uniform, body armor, helmet, 9mm pistol (loaded), and M-4 rifle (loaded). I was asked to turn in my cell phone and ID card at the desk and to go through the metal detector. Now, I thought that funny. I asked the guard if I had to turn over my weapons and armor as well. He said “no”, I was able to keep those items. Then I asked him, “Care to guess what might be metallic?” He didn’t have a sense of humor….
Once I was completed with the embassy business, I needed to get a ride back to KIA. My ‘ride’ wasn’t able to hang around for me, so I was left to my own resources. The Senior Chief said that he could get me to another camp that was close to the Embassy, but he couldn’t get me to KIA. Maybe from the other camp I could get to KIA. The camp he took me to is called EGGERS. That was an interesting ride as well. Every time I’ve traveled in Afghanistan it was always in armored Humvees in a multi-vehicle convoy. So, here it was, around 19:00 and dark and we hop into an armored SUV (Suburban) by ourselves and drive about a mile to the other camp. Of course, we had our weapons and body armor on. Funny enough, he dropped me off just outside the gate of the other camp. I get out of the SUV, on the street. It was all perfectly safe, but it was my first time ‘outside’ of a camp of any sort. I previously had only entered and exited a vehicle from inside a camp after going through gates, blast deflectors and security checks. Now, here I was just walking up to a gate as I would any base in the U.S. With the added exception, of course, that I was armored up and with loaded weapons.
After some asking around, I was able to get myself into a transient building and secured myself a bed to sleep for the night. In the morning, I was to see if I could beg, borrow, or steal a ride to the airport. This was completely based on pure luck. There is an office at Camp Eggers where people are supposed to report to when they are planning a convoy off the camp. The problem is that at Camp Eggers, there are so many different entities (U.N., ISAF, American, Personal Security Detachments, etc.) that not everyone has to submit a travel report. Just asking at this office who might be leaving for the airport is precarious. Just because the office says that no one is going to the airport isn’t exactly always true. I, incidentally, was told exactly that. No one had reported a planned trip to the airport. So, I spent the morning walking around to different offices and asking for a ride if they happened to be going to the airport. After about 3 hours with no success, I decided to take a coffee break. They had a commercial coffee shop, the Green Bean. While I was sitting there drinking my coffee and reading a book, I overheard an Air Force Captain on his cell phone telling someone that he would be ‘there’ at 11:30 to pick ‘him’ up. Once he was finished with the call, I introduced myself and asked him if he was going to the airport. He replied in the affirmative. I asked if I could ‘hitch’ a ride and he was happy to oblige. My luck had taken a turn for the good!
Once I arrived at the airport, I went to the passenger terminal and asked if there were any ISAF flights going to Marmal. I fully expected to have to spend the night, maybe two, at the airport. Happily, I learned that they were preparing to board a flight to Marmal in about 5 minutes and I could get a seat. I gathered my stuff and walked right onto the plane! After about an hour flight, I arrived at the German camp and walked into the passenger terminal. I immediately ran into a Special Forces guy I knew who asked me if I needed a ride to Camp Spann. Of course, I said yes. He told me they weren’t leaving until the next day, but they had their own American Special Forces compound and I could stay there. So, I stayed there and came back to Camp Spann the following day.
Many of the Navy personnel that I worked with when I came here have since gone home. In the office I work in, I was the only one that wasn’t in their group. They all came here together. So now I am learning to work with a new group of Navy Officers. They seem like a good, hard-working group. I always leave my opinions open with new personnel until they have had an opportunity to settle in and get into the ‘job’. I don’t foresee any issues with them, though.
I wrote last time that we were having issues with our internet. We’ve since gotten a new system; however, the capability is much reduced. We lost all of our laptop drops and we now only have 8 computers supplied for almost 400 people. Given the time differences between here and the United States, it is difficult to find time to use them. Fortunately, I have been granted the opportunity to use the internet connection that the Germans use. This gives me the opportunity to use Skype with my wife and daughter. I love to have the ability to see my daughter and witness the changes in her on a regular basis. This wasn’t even a spark of an idea/possibility when I first joined the Navy. The internet didn’t even exist and cell phones were just becoming available and mostly not for the ‘common folk’. The Germans afford me this courtesy because my wife is German as is my daughter. This is their way of supporting a fellow German. I’m grateful for the opportunity. Of course I have to pay for this service, but it is more than worth it. To make the most of it, I only use it to use Skype. Anything else would become too expensive anyway. It’s about $5.00 an hour.
I try not to think about the time I have left here. It would make the time seem to go by slower. I do think about the time I have left until I get to go on leave for two weeks. I can’t say in this forum when that is for security reasons, but I am close!
Recently there was a suicide bomber attack at an Afghanistan Police Station in the North of Afghanistan. I can talk about this now because it’s been weeks since the event and it’s out there in the public. Two men, American soldiers, died. I knew one of them. I only knew him in passing. We were not close by any means, but it doesn’t change the fact that I have those few memories, however brief, of a man that I recognized who is now no longer with us. He was a husband and a father. I am truly sad for the loss of his family. He believed in the mission here and he truly wanted to help the Afghan people. He wasn’t here for glory or even to hunt terrorists. His motivation was to help those people here improve their futures and that of their children. I just wanted to make it known that he will be missed, even by those that only knew him in passing.
That is all I have for now. I thank you all for reading my ramblings…
Until next time…
I know that it’s been a while since my last post. There have been some big decisions since then and I allowed myself to get distracted and ‘otherwise motivated’. However, my wife has since wisely reminded me, these accounts are primarily motivated by my daughter. I want to give her something tangible to have so she can understand what I did and why I was gone so much during the early part of her life.
There’s been quite a bit that has passed since I last wrote. To begin, I’ll let you all know that I’ve decided to leave the Navy when my tour of duty is completed here in Afghanistan. There are several reasons for this move. Some are professional and others are personal. In any case, I feel that it’s better for my family and for myself to seek another line of work. I am leaning toward something in consulting or project management. My wife would prefer us to live in the Maryland/D.C. area. I've always liked it there, so I have no problems with that.
This is a HUGE paradigm shift for me. I have served in the Navy in one form or another for 18 years. I have never known another line of work in my adult life. I was 17 when I joined the Navy. I had to ask my parents for permission to join. My life has changed considerably since then. I’ve been to over 2 dozen countries, learned another language, gotten married, had a child, received undergraduate and graduate degrees, etc. I am not ashamed to say that it scares me sometimes to consider the weight of the changes to come in the next year. However, I take strength from the fact that I have a great partner in my wife.
As for my experiences in Afghanistan, there have been changes here as well. I’ve traveled some, people have transferred, new people have come in and sadly, some have died…
Since my last ‘discussion’ with you all, I have been able to travel to Kabul. I had to go to the American Embassy to process my passport renewal. That was “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” experience. Just joking, but it was interesting. I had tried to get this process completed via the military for a while, but I wasn’t able to travel for quite a while. The normal process for getting a passport application processed is through a military office at Bagram Air Field. It’s the largest base in Afghanistan. However; for some reason the process takes 6-8 weeks through that office. I did some research and discovered that there is a Navy Senior Chief stationed at the Embassy in Kabul. After a phone call to him, I learned that through the Embassy I could get my application processed in 8-11 days. This was a much more preferable solution. So, I tagged along with a group that was leaving here for Kabul. Turned out that the group included the ARSIC-N Commander. He’s in charge of all of Northern Afghanistan in connection with Task Force Phoenix.
We rode in a convoy from our camp to a German camp , Marmal, that is about 30 km away. Given the state of the roads in Afghanistan, this trip took us about 1 hour and 10 minutes. Once in Marmal, we were given assignments in tents to sleep overnight. Our flight wasn’t to leave until the next morning. I took the opportunity to have some pizza, a rare opportunity I assure you. The next morning, we boarded a German military flight to Kabul International Airport. Not sure it’s a good thing to be at a place with the initials KIA. Actually it’s a very secure place. Where we were was an ISAF compound. ISAF is short for International Security Assistance Force. It’s the NATO mission to do train the Afghan Police and Army. Anyway, once at KIA, I was able to ‘hitch’ a ride with the ARSIC-N Commander and his Personal Security Detachment to camp Phoenix. I had to stay the night at Phoenix while waiting for a ride to the Embassy. I say ‘ride’, but transportation is not as easy as it sounds. Rides consist, in most cases, of 3 armored Humvees and weapons at the ready.
The next day, I was informed that my 09:00 ‘ride’ to the embassy was postponed until the afternoon around 13:00. That ride finally happened about 17:00. I finally arrived, after a couple of detours, at the embassy around 18:30. I was very thankful for the Navy at that point because the Senior Chief was willing to wait for me. My actual business only took me about 10 minutes. Sort of anti-climactic really, given the efforts it took for me to get there.
Getting into the Embassy struck me as personally interesting. I’ve been to Embassies before and security was always very obvious. It was here as well; however there was one difference this time. In the past, I had to give up my cell phone and ID card and go through a baggage check and metal detector. So, here I was this time, standing before the security guards. I was wearing my uniform, body armor, helmet, 9mm pistol (loaded), and M-4 rifle (loaded). I was asked to turn in my cell phone and ID card at the desk and to go through the metal detector. Now, I thought that funny. I asked the guard if I had to turn over my weapons and armor as well. He said “no”, I was able to keep those items. Then I asked him, “Care to guess what might be metallic?” He didn’t have a sense of humor….
Once I was completed with the embassy business, I needed to get a ride back to KIA. My ‘ride’ wasn’t able to hang around for me, so I was left to my own resources. The Senior Chief said that he could get me to another camp that was close to the Embassy, but he couldn’t get me to KIA. Maybe from the other camp I could get to KIA. The camp he took me to is called EGGERS. That was an interesting ride as well. Every time I’ve traveled in Afghanistan it was always in armored Humvees in a multi-vehicle convoy. So, here it was, around 19:00 and dark and we hop into an armored SUV (Suburban) by ourselves and drive about a mile to the other camp. Of course, we had our weapons and body armor on. Funny enough, he dropped me off just outside the gate of the other camp. I get out of the SUV, on the street. It was all perfectly safe, but it was my first time ‘outside’ of a camp of any sort. I previously had only entered and exited a vehicle from inside a camp after going through gates, blast deflectors and security checks. Now, here I was just walking up to a gate as I would any base in the U.S. With the added exception, of course, that I was armored up and with loaded weapons.
After some asking around, I was able to get myself into a transient building and secured myself a bed to sleep for the night. In the morning, I was to see if I could beg, borrow, or steal a ride to the airport. This was completely based on pure luck. There is an office at Camp Eggers where people are supposed to report to when they are planning a convoy off the camp. The problem is that at Camp Eggers, there are so many different entities (U.N., ISAF, American, Personal Security Detachments, etc.) that not everyone has to submit a travel report. Just asking at this office who might be leaving for the airport is precarious. Just because the office says that no one is going to the airport isn’t exactly always true. I, incidentally, was told exactly that. No one had reported a planned trip to the airport. So, I spent the morning walking around to different offices and asking for a ride if they happened to be going to the airport. After about 3 hours with no success, I decided to take a coffee break. They had a commercial coffee shop, the Green Bean. While I was sitting there drinking my coffee and reading a book, I overheard an Air Force Captain on his cell phone telling someone that he would be ‘there’ at 11:30 to pick ‘him’ up. Once he was finished with the call, I introduced myself and asked him if he was going to the airport. He replied in the affirmative. I asked if I could ‘hitch’ a ride and he was happy to oblige. My luck had taken a turn for the good!
Once I arrived at the airport, I went to the passenger terminal and asked if there were any ISAF flights going to Marmal. I fully expected to have to spend the night, maybe two, at the airport. Happily, I learned that they were preparing to board a flight to Marmal in about 5 minutes and I could get a seat. I gathered my stuff and walked right onto the plane! After about an hour flight, I arrived at the German camp and walked into the passenger terminal. I immediately ran into a Special Forces guy I knew who asked me if I needed a ride to Camp Spann. Of course, I said yes. He told me they weren’t leaving until the next day, but they had their own American Special Forces compound and I could stay there. So, I stayed there and came back to Camp Spann the following day.
Many of the Navy personnel that I worked with when I came here have since gone home. In the office I work in, I was the only one that wasn’t in their group. They all came here together. So now I am learning to work with a new group of Navy Officers. They seem like a good, hard-working group. I always leave my opinions open with new personnel until they have had an opportunity to settle in and get into the ‘job’. I don’t foresee any issues with them, though.
I wrote last time that we were having issues with our internet. We’ve since gotten a new system; however, the capability is much reduced. We lost all of our laptop drops and we now only have 8 computers supplied for almost 400 people. Given the time differences between here and the United States, it is difficult to find time to use them. Fortunately, I have been granted the opportunity to use the internet connection that the Germans use. This gives me the opportunity to use Skype with my wife and daughter. I love to have the ability to see my daughter and witness the changes in her on a regular basis. This wasn’t even a spark of an idea/possibility when I first joined the Navy. The internet didn’t even exist and cell phones were just becoming available and mostly not for the ‘common folk’. The Germans afford me this courtesy because my wife is German as is my daughter. This is their way of supporting a fellow German. I’m grateful for the opportunity. Of course I have to pay for this service, but it is more than worth it. To make the most of it, I only use it to use Skype. Anything else would become too expensive anyway. It’s about $5.00 an hour.
I try not to think about the time I have left here. It would make the time seem to go by slower. I do think about the time I have left until I get to go on leave for two weeks. I can’t say in this forum when that is for security reasons, but I am close!
Recently there was a suicide bomber attack at an Afghanistan Police Station in the North of Afghanistan. I can talk about this now because it’s been weeks since the event and it’s out there in the public. Two men, American soldiers, died. I knew one of them. I only knew him in passing. We were not close by any means, but it doesn’t change the fact that I have those few memories, however brief, of a man that I recognized who is now no longer with us. He was a husband and a father. I am truly sad for the loss of his family. He believed in the mission here and he truly wanted to help the Afghan people. He wasn’t here for glory or even to hunt terrorists. His motivation was to help those people here improve their futures and that of their children. I just wanted to make it known that he will be missed, even by those that only knew him in passing.
That is all I have for now. I thank you all for reading my ramblings…
Until next time…
Friday, September 12, 2008
Still here....fighting the ground-hog day syndrome
Hello,
I know it's been a while since I've updated everyone on my progress here. It's been a busy 3 weeks.....
I'm fairly settled into the 'Camp Mayor' job here, but I'm constantly being bombarded by requests, mini-crises, plans for construction and repair. Let's see.....in the past three weeks I have supervised the movement of around 110 people who were leaving afghanistan, and the 110 people who were replacing them, created a base defense plan, in the process of creating the training of a new fire fighting team, planning the construction of a base expansion, winterization of the current B-huts, repairs of generators, water storage and our defensive perimeter. Add onto that the constant movement of military and contractor personnel visiting; it's been a bit busy.
The Army tends to look at you weird when you talk to them about fire safety, prevention and response. The problem that we have here is that the Afghans cut their paint to make a gallon go farther. Makes sense until you realize that they 'cut' their paint with fuel. Sometimes with diesel fuel and sometimes with gasoline. So, what you end up with is living within a matchstick. So, as a Sailor, I have a particular sensitivity about fire. So, I've come up with a team of Navy sailors, chiefs and myself to be a fire response team. I say fire response because if a b-hut catches fire, unless there is someone in it, we will not enter the space. In fact, we won't even put out the fire. It takes about 10 mins for a b-hut to burn to the point of being unsalvageable. So, our SOP is to just make certain that the b-huts around it do not catch fire.
Winterization is the other issue. Before I reported here, there was a contract put into place to install insulation in the B-huts. My only issue with the contract is that the contract requires insulation in the floors. Now, my natural inclination for winterization would be to put insulation in the ceiling. But, the contract is finalized and the best I can do is see if I can get spare insulation, if possible, to put into the ceilings. We'll see.
Another project is to install sidewalks throughout the camp. This is a cool project. We currently walk on gravel which is usually about 6 inches deep. Great for working out my calves! Sidewalks make sense. Hopefully, the winter will not set in early, because the time frame for getting this done is closing quickly.
Working with our general services contractor is a constant battle. They do good work and they are fairly responsive. The problem with them is proper time estimates for repairs. They are overeager, so they always give me short repair times. Then, invariably, they have to extend their time requirements in the middle of a job. I tend to have to tell them how much time they have and it's usually longer than they originally tell me. I default to the rule of three's. I give them up to three times more time than they tell me it will take. It works most of the time.
Sorry about not having pictures. I've attempted several times to get pics of the sandstorms that are constantly coming through here. However; I haven't been able to capture any decent pics of these storms. It's difficult, I've found to accurately capture the feel of a sandstorm.
Anywho...time to herd the cats.....
I know it's been a while since I've updated everyone on my progress here. It's been a busy 3 weeks.....
I'm fairly settled into the 'Camp Mayor' job here, but I'm constantly being bombarded by requests, mini-crises, plans for construction and repair. Let's see.....in the past three weeks I have supervised the movement of around 110 people who were leaving afghanistan, and the 110 people who were replacing them, created a base defense plan, in the process of creating the training of a new fire fighting team, planning the construction of a base expansion, winterization of the current B-huts, repairs of generators, water storage and our defensive perimeter. Add onto that the constant movement of military and contractor personnel visiting; it's been a bit busy.
The Army tends to look at you weird when you talk to them about fire safety, prevention and response. The problem that we have here is that the Afghans cut their paint to make a gallon go farther. Makes sense until you realize that they 'cut' their paint with fuel. Sometimes with diesel fuel and sometimes with gasoline. So, what you end up with is living within a matchstick. So, as a Sailor, I have a particular sensitivity about fire. So, I've come up with a team of Navy sailors, chiefs and myself to be a fire response team. I say fire response because if a b-hut catches fire, unless there is someone in it, we will not enter the space. In fact, we won't even put out the fire. It takes about 10 mins for a b-hut to burn to the point of being unsalvageable. So, our SOP is to just make certain that the b-huts around it do not catch fire.
Winterization is the other issue. Before I reported here, there was a contract put into place to install insulation in the B-huts. My only issue with the contract is that the contract requires insulation in the floors. Now, my natural inclination for winterization would be to put insulation in the ceiling. But, the contract is finalized and the best I can do is see if I can get spare insulation, if possible, to put into the ceilings. We'll see.
Another project is to install sidewalks throughout the camp. This is a cool project. We currently walk on gravel which is usually about 6 inches deep. Great for working out my calves! Sidewalks make sense. Hopefully, the winter will not set in early, because the time frame for getting this done is closing quickly.
Working with our general services contractor is a constant battle. They do good work and they are fairly responsive. The problem with them is proper time estimates for repairs. They are overeager, so they always give me short repair times. Then, invariably, they have to extend their time requirements in the middle of a job. I tend to have to tell them how much time they have and it's usually longer than they originally tell me. I default to the rule of three's. I give them up to three times more time than they tell me it will take. It works most of the time.
Sorry about not having pictures. I've attempted several times to get pics of the sandstorms that are constantly coming through here. However; I haven't been able to capture any decent pics of these storms. It's difficult, I've found to accurately capture the feel of a sandstorm.
Anywho...time to herd the cats.....
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Work....work....work....
I promised you some pictures and here they are! Sorry, it took me a while to get them. Everyday is a new issue and a new solution.One of those issues was getting all of the personnel on this camp accounted for. There was not a very good job done about this before. So, when I was charged with supervising housing, I decided to do something about it. It took me about two weeks, but I finally finished. It is difficult because people like to move around on their own and change things about their rooms without telling anyone. I came up with a solution to that.
Anyone, now, who moves without my permission has to move out of their room and move into an open-bay barracks. Like those that I lived in when going through training. No room, no lockers, no space to themselves. I'll give them about a week and then move them back to their original assignments. Haven't had any complaints from those above me yet. Another problem was that I was moved into a real rat trap of a b-hut when I got here. At the same time, I was 'assailed' by these government contractors about being promised one of the new buildings for their sleeping quarters. Well, they were 'promised' by this Command Sargent Major, who is a blow-hard and doesn't have the authority
to promise anything. Well, I corrected the problem. I moved into the new building and found another one for them. You've seen pics of my room when I first got here. I've included some of my new space. I made some improvements. I had a wall locker built and a bed. I built a desk myself and a door for the room. I actually feel like I have some illusion of privacy.I had to leave the camp the other day to escort a dump truck full of sand to the camp. So, I took the time while walking out there to take some other pictures. This whole place looks like this. I know, it's a little barren. Nothing modern out here.
I had to participate in a convoy today. We had to go out to a German base on the other side of Mazar-e Sharif. It took us about 1 1/2 hours. Still amazing to see how they live. I know that they have no choice, but still a stark reminder that we have it pretty good.
I'm getting more involved with things around here.
I'm supervising the expansion of the camp. Basically taking over a part of the camp that was previously separate and belonged to some special forces guys. We had to renovate all of the b-huts for people coming in. Some were turned into offices. We also have started a winterization plan. The buildings here were built very poorly and do not have much, if any, insulation. The newer ones are much better, but the old ones need a lot of work. Should be able to get it done before it gets cold here. Hard to imagine it ever being cold here!I get to talk with my wife and daughter most days via SKYPE. I even got my parents to get a webcam. Really helps to keep the morale up. I got a
couple of packages the other day. Even though I have the internet, it's still cool to get mail the 'old fashioned' way. I received a pillow, some sheets and a few other things I needed.Anyway, I have to get going. I have more work to do. Take care all. Let me know if you like what I have to say or if I can tell you anything else. I'll talk about what I'm allowed to.
Later!
Friday, August 8, 2008
Week 1 - complete...
Hello all!
Well, the first week is completed. Sometimes I think that my job will be more like hearding cats than anything else. Dealing with camp bearthing and services is definitely proving to be a challenge if only just on my patience. :) It's not really that bad. I just have about 18 different projects or problems going on at once.
I'm still getting a handle on bearthing assignments. People are supposed to come to my office for permission to move bearthings or change their bearthing configurations in any way. Of course, getting this concept through to the Army is a bit difficult. Then there are the issues with broken items like doors, showers, sinks, toilets, windows.....and the list goes on. Oddly enough, the females have been giving me the most issues lately. Several power outages in the female bearthings due to plugging in 110v appliances into 220v sockets. Then someone kicked out a drain pipe to a sink in the female latrine (head). Shower head was busted. Little things.
I can tell right away that trash is going to be a problem. Too many people; civilian, military and local nationals alike are leaving trash all over the place. Mostly it's water bottles. I might have to hire a local just to walk around cleaning up. I would hate to have to do that, but I can't be everywhere at once.
All in all, this job is very manageable. Just like any job I've done, division officer and department head, there are are always varying personalities to deal with. Resource management, both with people and materials. The biggest variable here is the weather. Dust storms, wind, glaring heat. From what I understand it gets so cold here that some days no work at all gets done. Well, we'll see.
Today and yesterday, I've spent my time rearranging the office space to accomodate two more desks. Problem I cam across was with the LAN. Apparently, the Army has their computer network set up to lock out a LAN connection any time the cable is unplugged. Well, I didn't know that and all of the computers had to be unplugged for the move. Now, we have to get the Army to open up the ports. I'm not suprised to have learned that the Army has kept control of their network at camp Phoenix in Kabul. So we have to wait for their civilian contractors to 'get around' to fixing the ports remotely. I hope to have the computers back up tomorrow. ***fingers crossed***.
Well, I'm going to get going. I hope to have some more pictures for you on the next post.
Take care.
Well, the first week is completed. Sometimes I think that my job will be more like hearding cats than anything else. Dealing with camp bearthing and services is definitely proving to be a challenge if only just on my patience. :) It's not really that bad. I just have about 18 different projects or problems going on at once.
I'm still getting a handle on bearthing assignments. People are supposed to come to my office for permission to move bearthings or change their bearthing configurations in any way. Of course, getting this concept through to the Army is a bit difficult. Then there are the issues with broken items like doors, showers, sinks, toilets, windows.....and the list goes on. Oddly enough, the females have been giving me the most issues lately. Several power outages in the female bearthings due to plugging in 110v appliances into 220v sockets. Then someone kicked out a drain pipe to a sink in the female latrine (head). Shower head was busted. Little things.
I can tell right away that trash is going to be a problem. Too many people; civilian, military and local nationals alike are leaving trash all over the place. Mostly it's water bottles. I might have to hire a local just to walk around cleaning up. I would hate to have to do that, but I can't be everywhere at once.
All in all, this job is very manageable. Just like any job I've done, division officer and department head, there are are always varying personalities to deal with. Resource management, both with people and materials. The biggest variable here is the weather. Dust storms, wind, glaring heat. From what I understand it gets so cold here that some days no work at all gets done. Well, we'll see.
Today and yesterday, I've spent my time rearranging the office space to accomodate two more desks. Problem I cam across was with the LAN. Apparently, the Army has their computer network set up to lock out a LAN connection any time the cable is unplugged. Well, I didn't know that and all of the computers had to be unplugged for the move. Now, we have to get the Army to open up the ports. I'm not suprised to have learned that the Army has kept control of their network at camp Phoenix in Kabul. So we have to wait for their civilian contractors to 'get around' to fixing the ports remotely. I hope to have the computers back up tomorrow. ***fingers crossed***.
Well, I'm going to get going. I hope to have some more pictures for you on the next post.
Take care.
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