The fall

I was thrilled to leave home this morning and go to office, it was finally raining (leaving home at 7.20 in the morning in winter is not my favourite part of the day normally). Which meant that one hasnt given up hope on the weather/winter and that meant the drought we were fearing might not happen.

My office is across the street from the main office, which means every time i have a meeting i have to walk over,cross the street, jump over the ditch, walk next to the dug up ditch to the end of the street, i normally love that. Today though the walk took on another dimension. I was called over to discuss the women's day plans with our security and ofcourse in my enthusisam rushed out and promptly slipped and feel into the mud (atleast i hope that it was only mud, which in kabul is never a given). There were atleast 10 guards from diffrent agencies around with their guns and i think i was their entertainment for the day. these were ofcourse mostly the EU and the attorney genral's guards, the ex-mujhadeen brigade. They had a good laugh and I ofcourse was mortified. Am now hesistant to go back onto the streets, not for the usual kabul reasons of fear of kidnapping, etc.

To add insult to injury, i walk into the main office with my jeans all muddy (i hope only muddy), my shoes ruined, a bit bruised to find almost the entire staff near the reception in a condolence meeting and what do i do, promptly slip again.

Not one of my better coordinated days!

Thanks to Lex, ted and lydia for all the help cleaning me up.