Changing of the Guard

Well, one of the units here on Ramadi has finally finished leaving. Usually I'm not too concerned about such happenings, but it just so happens that this unit contained both my friends at the post office and Michael's aunt Dori. So now I have to get used to dealing with a new group in terms of mail, and Michael is now once again thousands of miles away from his nearest relative. And, perhaps most disconcerting, we now don't get to have any sushi parties or BBQ's over at the medical center. We'll really miss everyone, and, of course, look forward to joining them in returning home. Here are some goodbye pictures:

At the Post Office...



Picture time? Well, Staff Sergeant Dobison has to look good, so, naturally, a few quick push-ups!



"We're all professionals here!"



At the farewell BBQ



A rather strange, but tasty non-alcoholic malt beverage "barbican" cider.