4-17-2011: I finally landed in Kandahar, the home for the resilient Talibans. The previous team here was welcoming. They were excited to see us since it was there time to leave and hand over the race to us. The young SGT gave us the tour and placed us in the MODS. I prepared my mind for a possible CSM attack but surprisingly except the looks, I was very much left alone. The dinning facility was very much enjoyed after smelling the Poo Pond everywhere we went.
4-18-2011: We were given the tour of the Role 3 and I was introduced as a new team member. All eyes were fixated on me in the room where every other doctor from the hospital was present. The role 3 is commanded by a Naval team.
My first interaction with a local as a doctor and I was asked to work with him since he spoke urdu. I surgically drilled his 3rd molar out. I hope he liked me after that meeting. Amenities are present on this base due to the presence of the NATO. I have some privacy in my room where 4 people are residing. They all seem nice and considerate.
4-19-2011: My day started off listening to the call for Muslims (Azan) to pray early in the morning. Being a Non-Muslim I have to say it was kind of soothing. Me and my roommate went to the british Dfac for some breakfast and them we headed to the clinic. One thing I noticed was the treatment process for the NATO forces. There is some give and take, I worked on a Slovak soldier and the soldier gave me a patch of his unit as a thankful gesture. The NATO gym is huge and very clean but they require everyone to bring 2 pairs of shoes so it remained clean. So on our way there I saw a lot of different kinds of folks with different backgrounds walking around with an extra pair of shoes.
Evening was interesting where the doctor before me treated some UAE soldiers and they invited him and the new doctors to their little compound for special treatment. Man, these guys have it best, they are loaded with every possible amenities. We were greated and taked to a room with bunch of Sofas. There was a tent which kind of looked like a gzebo. They had hookas and pillows settings on the ground. The doctor before me was given certificate and one too many little gifts as a nice gesture. He felt overwhelmed by the nice gesture. The food was not bad followed by some chocolate eating spree by me and my roommate. I learnt the culture and also there are 7 little united Arab provinces in UAE and trust me they are loaded.
4-18-2011: We were given the tour of the Role 3 and I was introduced as a new team member. All eyes were fixated on me in the room where every other doctor from the hospital was present. The role 3 is commanded by a Naval team.
My first interaction with a local as a doctor and I was asked to work with him since he spoke urdu. I surgically drilled his 3rd molar out. I hope he liked me after that meeting. Amenities are present on this base due to the presence of the NATO. I have some privacy in my room where 4 people are residing. They all seem nice and considerate.
4-19-2011: My day started off listening to the call for Muslims (Azan) to pray early in the morning. Being a Non-Muslim I have to say it was kind of soothing. Me and my roommate went to the british Dfac for some breakfast and them we headed to the clinic. One thing I noticed was the treatment process for the NATO forces. There is some give and take, I worked on a Slovak soldier and the soldier gave me a patch of his unit as a thankful gesture. The NATO gym is huge and very clean but they require everyone to bring 2 pairs of shoes so it remained clean. So on our way there I saw a lot of different kinds of folks with different backgrounds walking around with an extra pair of shoes.
Evening was interesting where the doctor before me treated some UAE soldiers and they invited him and the new doctors to their little compound for special treatment. Man, these guys have it best, they are loaded with every possible amenities. We were greated and taked to a room with bunch of Sofas. There was a tent which kind of looked like a gzebo. They had hookas and pillows settings on the ground. The doctor before me was given certificate and one too many little gifts as a nice gesture. He felt overwhelmed by the nice gesture. The food was not bad followed by some chocolate eating spree by me and my roommate. I learnt the culture and also there are 7 little united Arab provinces in UAE and trust me they are loaded.
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