Our Contractor support staff invited my office to a
BBQ at their place. It’s a way to get
everyone to relax a bit. Of course, nothing in Kabul is easy or terribly relaxing. We must plan a “Movement” to get to the “Monkey
House” just outside the walls of the camp.
The House is where our contractors live and commute to and from every
day. Oddly, we can see their place from
in the camp. So after much paper work,
and weapon assignments, we are ready to march the 200 yards outside the walls to
the BBQ. We all get briefed on the movement
plan, radio codes, emergency contacts and all the “what ifs”. We then don armor, rack our pistols and get the
long guns ready. Our combat patrol to
the BBQ begins and after 30 mins of dodging the street kids with their deft
sales pitches, we arrive at the Monkey House.
Someone with a large house has leased it to the Contractors for a hefty
fee no doubt. We listen to music, eat
BBQ chicken and learn about ourselves and our hosts. Just like back home!!
The BBQ Patrol. Note the Peace Dove!
Labor Day BBQ with some great folks.
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