Today’s breakfast and most meals to follow were from MRE packets (commercial ration pack) of sausage and beans.
Due to the time difference with London – which worked in our favour – 7 hours ahead, my morning was spent going through my kit and seeing what worked and what didn’t – mostly it didn’t but managed to cobble together enough bits from 3 laptops to get one Avid working for Richie and myself to use. (As I go on I’ll introduce everyone by photos.)
That done I headed out with Mark and Micheal to do some lives from the western part of town where they had stated to dump the hundreds of thousands of tonnes of washed up waste.
On the way I got my first ground level views of the destruction. Truly awesome and very hard to describe – even after 2 weeks obliteration was everywhere, as was the odd body here and there still lying at the edge of the road waiting to be bagged and buried.
Mark is the one in front of the camera and Micheal (pronounced Mehall – Irish version) behind – my job was to get the signal to London with took about 40 mins on the phone as I found my camera had developed audio problems too. We managed one live and and a bit of other filming when we broke for lunch courtesy of the little Honda generator I got in Dubai a travel kettle and some more MRE’s. Sausage casserole for me if I remember correctly. This didn’t last long though as we had a torrential downpour that got us all soaked and back to the house we went.
A lone palm tree still stands with rain clouds looming on the horizon.
Dinner was another MRE. I also tried Gin and Pocari Sweat. Don’t its terrible.
