What is a Danoob you ask? Well it's like a Fred Meyers or Meiers on steroids. This HUGE store carries everything from fine China to limp mint leaves. With list in hand, it was suppose to be an in and out thing. Nope. Nada. Nix. We were overwhelmed, plodding down isles, taking in all the different and unique products. There was a whole isle dedicated to cream cheese spread. Apparently this very popular item is in demand. Nutella comes in 5 gallon containers. Who'd a thunk it? I looked and looked for nutmeg and cloves. None to be found. We will go to the souk, or Bazaar, this afternoon. Maybe it will be found there. Apparently the souk is much cheeper. I hope so. The Danoob is something I will reserve for 'specialty products'.
We were so dazed that we didn't realize the announcement that was made was for prayer, so we were locked in the store until prayer was over. They close the stores here... yep... 5 times a day durning pray. We had called a cab and due to the 30min wait our fare was more then expected. It was a lesson that needed to be learned.
This morning Deidra and I joined some like minded folks for Luncheon. It was delicious, sharing and eating together. It will be great to be part of this lunch group. We encountered many people who work here in other capacities. Today they had a farewell for friends who are leaving. It is a very diverse and accepting group. The food filled not only my belly, but warmed the soul.
Little things that are funny to me...
~my glasses steam up when I go from inside to outside due to the heat.
~how much it reminds me of living in China
~how hard it is to find hangers
~boxes stacked high of non-alcoholic beer in the stores.
~the light bulbs haning from strings with no fixtures
~Taxi drivers try to rip you off the world over
~The 'radio banned' music in the US that the kindergarten played here for their national day party the first day. (unedited version)
~how the stores close during prayer time and if you're in them, your stuck until the doors open (it's okay to continue to shop. Maybe this is a ploy to get you to buy more.
I'm not sure how often I will be able to write, once they figure out what they want to do with me. Waiting is what one does a lot of here. The desert, surprisingly, is a place to grow.
We were so dazed that we didn't realize the announcement that was made was for prayer, so we were locked in the store until prayer was over. They close the stores here... yep... 5 times a day durning pray. We had called a cab and due to the 30min wait our fare was more then expected. It was a lesson that needed to be learned.
This morning Deidra and I joined some like minded folks for Luncheon. It was delicious, sharing and eating together. It will be great to be part of this lunch group. We encountered many people who work here in other capacities. Today they had a farewell for friends who are leaving. It is a very diverse and accepting group. The food filled not only my belly, but warmed the soul.
Little things that are funny to me...
~my glasses steam up when I go from inside to outside due to the heat.
~how much it reminds me of living in China
~how hard it is to find hangers
~boxes stacked high of non-alcoholic beer in the stores.
~the light bulbs haning from strings with no fixtures
~Taxi drivers try to rip you off the world over
~The 'radio banned' music in the US that the kindergarten played here for their national day party the first day. (unedited version)
~how the stores close during prayer time and if you're in them, your stuck until the doors open (it's okay to continue to shop. Maybe this is a ploy to get you to buy more.
I'm not sure how often I will be able to write, once they figure out what they want to do with me. Waiting is what one does a lot of here. The desert, surprisingly, is a place to grow.
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