Replacement

In the morning I moved my last belongings to the container in the yard. I had cleaned it yesterday and sprayed a little insect spray here and there, but now the smell of the pesticide had faded. Then I vacuumed and dusted my accommodation space for the new arrivals. At 1000 we left for Camp Marmul, where we picked up a trailer, a spare wheel for MOT D and the equipment of one soldier. We also dropped off MOT D's interpreter. We had bami goreng and surimi salad for lunch at the German mess, which was full of Americans. At Camp Northern Lights we picked up the equipment of six more soldiers and the soldiers themselves, too. We picked up a new interpreter for MOT D. We drove back to Aibak and met the usual number of mildly suicidal Afghan motorists on the way.

At the evening brief we had a round of introductions with everyone present. Then I did a camp walk with all the new arrivals. A phone call from G3 with bad news interrupted me. In the evening I spent almost an hour looking for something without success. Perhaps a new day will shed some light on where the lost item has gone.