Bureaucrats

I had great difficulties waking up and getting out of bed today. It must be the Malarone - it keeps me from falling asleep in the night and, consequently, waking up in the morning. Nevertheless, I had to get up, as always. Before lunch I did some paperwork and worked out at the gym. There was turkey steaks, ratatouille for lunch, and ice cream, cherries and whipped cream for dessert, which effectively cancelled the positive effects of the physical exercise just an hour earlier. In the afternoon we went to have a look at the prison, where the Hesco-bastions that we had donated them last week were still unused, piled up against the wall. From there we went to the office of the agricultural department. They were supposed to provide us with a document four days ago, and still they had the nerve to suggest that we should come back next week. I told them that their suggestion was unacceptable, after which they told me to call them tomorrow - just to remind them of what it was that I wanted. It is now very clear to me that whoever complains about bureaucracy in Finland, has never tried to get things done in Afghanistan. After that very frustrating meeting I had a much better one with the chief of NDS. Before dinner (grilled sausages, salad and bread) we had a quick meeting with the mullah next door. The evening was spent writing reports.