Wednesday night some kids were causing a little trouble and breaking bottles, Friday night they were racing motorcycles down the street adjacent to my apartment, Saturday I got called into work because I was told that "this is a Saudi holiday, not an expat holiday" (so much for my four day weekend!), Sunday my buddy Jim called and we made plans to go drive around and check out the events. We hit the roads which really weren't that bad, and cruised all around Dammam, Khobar and Dhahran. Quite a few cars were displaying temporary paint of Saudi color and flags of the Kingdom, but other than that, we didn't see much.
We ended up at the mall of Dhahran and had an early dinner at Tony Roma's, not bad, not good, but for a place famous for a dish it can't serve here, it did OK I guess. probably would have been better in the family seating, instead of the bastard (Oops, I mean single!) seating. We shopped around a little, made some pretty funny and crude mannequin jokes (whole 'nother story). We engaged in eye flirtations with the women who made eye contact and wanted to flirt and laughed at the "fashion show and peacock-ing" of the 20 something Arab men who look like they fell out of a Ralph Lauren ad, or a GQ magazine (clothing wise at least). I picked up a second Saudi flag, This one the perfect size for the souvenir I want to create and also a 82nd Birthday/National Day sash.
|My Saudi National Day sash...I don't read Arabic, so it probably says|
"I'm an American asshole, somebody please shoot me"...but lets hope not!
We checked out Ikea and Saco for looking for cheap stuff to try and make our apartments look like someone actually lives there.
|Yes I know its a mess, Thank you mother.|