Backlog

Well it happened; I was out for a few days where I was not able to get online to my blog. I am a little bit behind when it comes to blogs. My plan is to include a blog that has 2 days worth of blogs for a few days and then I should be caught up. So here is from 8th and 9th.

South We Go-
Well today I moved down to a FOB in the southern part of Kapisa, I have wanted to get there for sometime because it is a more “happening base”. This area is more of what you would see on TV on the nightly news. It is been an area that hasn’t been worked on like the northern area of Kapisa. A lot of this has to do with the natural division of Afghans due to tribal linage. It is hard to describe without being here.
Today I got go the southernmost I have gotten to go by a few click s and I have to say that it was a nice change of scenery. I got to see into an area that I wasn’t sure that I would get to see. We were looking at some possible construction projects and in that area. It was really nice to get out and see what people that have been living without the modern convince for their whole lives do when they have something as simple go across the river. The just cross it, they find a shallow spot and drive or walk across. I saw them drive everything tractor, Toyota corolla, or a motorcycle. It was just how they dealt with basic need. Well got to run. Tomorrow is another busy day.

Reality-
So today was a good day and a bad day. Today we went out with the French army as they did a ribbon cutting on an ANA base’s new Mosque. It was a good day with this because I got to work with my French counterpart. I have been able with them once before and it was good. I got to hang out with them last night and I am trying to work on my French and I am not doing to well at it. The ribbon cutting went well and we all went back to base. It was about 2 hours later when reality set in. I was with 2 other members of the PRT and we got a call saying that some brothers in arms got hit by an IED and they were on their way to where we were with injuries. We all headed down to the first aid station, which is French. We were not medical but we were there to help anyway we can. Two of the guys and I headed down to the gate to direct them to where the needed to go. We all were preparing for the worst. We they got pulled in and we opened up the truck it turned out they only had a guy that had a banged up ankle. It was a really lucky day for them. I help him get up the hill to the Aid Station.
This was a wakeup call of sorts. I know that we are in a warzone but there is a lot of time that it doesn’t feel like it. I am glad that we had this happen and there not be any serious injuries. The trucks that we ride in are designed for this. The truck took all the damage and the crew came out “shaken not stirred”, but they were walking and doing good….
Well another day down and tomorrow is going to be a long day so got to get to bed.