Afternoon My Minions! (...and I'm referring to definition #3)
Well, all I can say is there is SOOOO much to learn about being in Kuwait! One thing that seems to not be sticking in is the fact that I'm not supposed to smile at random men. OK. For those of you who know me KNOW that that's an issue for me. I smile. I speak. I smile at and speak to just EVERYBODY! Idk, maybe it's the Georgia peach in me... But anyway, I think All the guys who work in all the little shops on my street probably either think I want them [all] or that I'm the friendliest thing to hit Kuwait, because they all go out of their way to smile and wave at me. I kinda find it refreshing! Am I going to stop being me?? Not at all! Maybe I'll be able to change somebody's mind into thinking its OKAY to just be friendly, it would certainly make this world a better place!
In other news... Everything here is still a riot to me! For example... let's say you have your blinker on when you are driving and somebody flashes their flashers at you. They are telling you to go ahead, right?? Wrong! When somebuysbody HERE flashes their lights at you they are telling you to stay your behind right where you are because I am about to speed in front of you! And as long as there is 1.75 inches of space between you and the car in front of you, there is room to merge AND slam on brakes!! O'an I want to say every driver has an intimate relationship with the horn... It is quite appropriate to honk your horn if you see a friend, want to give a stranger a ride, someone gets that little twinkle in their that says they want to cut you off, a stop sign jumps out in front of you, or if you want a snack! The horn = the holy grail. You must worship it.
Other things that crack me up....
* My dryer does NOT have a lint trap. No. It has a "fluff filter"! and there is also a fluff remover setting on the dryer too!
* Paparazzi is EVERYWHERE!! Random people ask to take pictures with me!
* When the sun starts to set and its 102° degrees outside, it becomes "a cool evening"
* Girlfriends/boyfriends are a taboo subject because they are "not allowed" to date here. Marriages are arranged! Hmmm, That explains why random men seem so comfortable with staking their claim...
* Many stores in the mall have multiples... in the SAME MALL.
* Imitation alcohol lurks around EVERY corner!! (Non-alcoholic beer, malt beverage, alcohol free wine, alcohol free cocktails...) It's a non-drinker's paradise here! There are whole shops dedicated to non-alcoholic mixed beverages!
* All doors open backwards (yeah, I spent a LOT of time thinking I was locked out of places...)
* Interesting new meats that I have discovered include ground lamb, minced mutton, and veal carcass.
* I know I am forbidden to use the "p" word around here, but I'm still a tad bit freaked out by the beef "breakfast slices".... Apparently we can't say bacon either.
* I totally forgot how to use true washing POWDER..... until now. Since liquid detergent is equivalent to liquid gold, washing powder it is!
Well kiddos, it is about that time... Time to hit the hay! Maybe next time I will come to you live from Kuwait's beautiful imported beach! Yes, the beach was imported from Australia... Only people with ultra-long money buy sand to bring to the desert!
G'Nite My Loves!!
Well, all I can say is there is SOOOO much to learn about being in Kuwait! One thing that seems to not be sticking in is the fact that I'm not supposed to smile at random men. OK. For those of you who know me KNOW that that's an issue for me. I smile. I speak. I smile at and speak to just EVERYBODY! Idk, maybe it's the Georgia peach in me... But anyway, I think All the guys who work in all the little shops on my street probably either think I want them [all] or that I'm the friendliest thing to hit Kuwait, because they all go out of their way to smile and wave at me. I kinda find it refreshing! Am I going to stop being me?? Not at all! Maybe I'll be able to change somebody's mind into thinking its OKAY to just be friendly, it would certainly make this world a better place!
In other news... Everything here is still a riot to me! For example... let's say you have your blinker on when you are driving and somebody flashes their flashers at you. They are telling you to go ahead, right?? Wrong! When somebuysbody HERE flashes their lights at you they are telling you to stay your behind right where you are because I am about to speed in front of you! And as long as there is 1.75 inches of space between you and the car in front of you, there is room to merge AND slam on brakes!! O'an I want to say every driver has an intimate relationship with the horn... It is quite appropriate to honk your horn if you see a friend, want to give a stranger a ride, someone gets that little twinkle in their that says they want to cut you off, a stop sign jumps out in front of you, or if you want a snack! The horn = the holy grail. You must worship it.
Other things that crack me up....
* My dryer does NOT have a lint trap. No. It has a "fluff filter"! and there is also a fluff remover setting on the dryer too!
* Paparazzi is EVERYWHERE!! Random people ask to take pictures with me!
* When the sun starts to set and its 102° degrees outside, it becomes "a cool evening"
* Girlfriends/boyfriends are a taboo subject because they are "not allowed" to date here. Marriages are arranged! Hmmm, That explains why random men seem so comfortable with staking their claim...
* Many stores in the mall have multiples... in the SAME MALL.
* Imitation alcohol lurks around EVERY corner!! (Non-alcoholic beer, malt beverage, alcohol free wine, alcohol free cocktails...) It's a non-drinker's paradise here! There are whole shops dedicated to non-alcoholic mixed beverages!
* All doors open backwards (yeah, I spent a LOT of time thinking I was locked out of places...)
* Interesting new meats that I have discovered include ground lamb, minced mutton, and veal carcass.
* I know I am forbidden to use the "p" word around here, but I'm still a tad bit freaked out by the beef "breakfast slices".... Apparently we can't say bacon either.
* I totally forgot how to use true washing POWDER..... until now. Since liquid detergent is equivalent to liquid gold, washing powder it is!
Well kiddos, it is about that time... Time to hit the hay! Maybe next time I will come to you live from Kuwait's beautiful imported beach! Yes, the beach was imported from Australia... Only people with ultra-long money buy sand to bring to the desert!
G'Nite My Loves!!
