Below Zero

Today was a real winter day. It was almost unbelievable, how much the landscape had changed overnight. We put on friction chains on our Mercedes' and drove out to the OCCP. They listened with solemn faces as I told them about yesterday's incident in Chahar Bulak. From there we drove through the snow-covered city to the ANP headquarters, where our police LNO met the training officer. On the way back we stopped a man who was carrying a shovel, and asked him to clear the snow from the mudhouse roof. We paid him a days wages for two hours' work, and gave him a pair of gloves to go. At least he had a pair of Chinese rubber boots on his feet - most locals wear low shoes or sandals without socks. In the afternoon we continued to clear the compound of snow. There was quite a lot of the stuff, and more keeps coming. Some reinforcements also arrived. They told us about the short ceremony they had had at CNL, when the coffins of the fallen officers had been brought into the camp.


A man and a woman were visiting the police station.


This stray dog was curious about me but didn't dare to come too close.

(I've now added some pictures to older posts.)