Sorry I haven’t blogged much lately. I've been transferred again, from the job I didn't want to one I do want, advising the South Sudan Police Service on Criminal and Intelligence matters. When we are transferred or "redeployed" here, we have to prepare a handover document for our successors in our old positions with a list of duties, contacts, things to do, project update reports, inventory lists, meetings to attend, regular reports to submit etc. etc. This is the second one of these I've had to prepare in less that a week, so I've just been preoccupied with that.
Last night I suffered through my third (or was it fourth?? I’ve forgotten) flooding of my container since I came back from my holiday. A spectacular thunder storm but alas when I looked down instead of up the floor of my container was covered in water (again). The uniform shirts that I had waited for a week and a half to come back from the laundry were soaking wet and stained and I’ll have to wash them again. Sigh. More handwashing, more raw skin on my hands. I have a whole new appreciation for my grandmothers, doing all their washing by hand. And it seems now that all I do with my towels is dry them out so I can use them to mop up the next flooding.
I brought enough underwear and socks for three weeks so I’d only have to do hand washing every three weeks, I should have brought enough underwear, socks and uniform shirts for nine months!!!
It hasn’t been a good couple of weeks. My first day back the power and water were off in the washrooms and its kind of gone downhill since then. Can’t find one of my power adapters, forgot to plug my fridge back in one day and the frozen stuff melted (I only have a couple of power outlets so I have to unplug my fridge to plug in my kettle or toaster or hot plate). The Internet was down for two days. These are the dog days of the mission.
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