Trial by fire

Arriving at the flat, we dumped our things and hurried to the compound store.  We were greeted by friendly faces, who advised us, as our fridge was empty, to grab some grub, so we could eat tomorrow.  We took stock of what we had and cash in hand, were taken to a store just one up from a 7-11.  We grabbed water, a bit of well picked over fruit, bread, hobnobs (of course), juice, and the high priority... TP!  If you've been to China, you understand quality issues here.  It's not quite starched tissue paper, but close.  We were told there are better stores. 


I must back up.  As we alighted from the Van, we were greeted by skin and bones stray cats and kittens, weaving their way through trash that littered the area out side our apartment complex.  Even in the darkness of the night, one can see   strewn across the tiny strip of dried grass in front of the building.  


We have not stopped since our arrival.  Up at 5 am so we could catch the bus at 6:15.  We were handed our Abaya, as we got on the van.  Fortunately it snaps up the front.  We only have to wear it outside the compound.  Some of the ladies did not even wear one.  Jeddah's modernized feeling, is due to their generous flexibility with all the expatriates who dwell here.  


Still uncertain to my position, I subbed for a sick teacher.  3rd grade boys, at least 24 of them, and all of them excited and energetic.  By the end of the day, my feet were swollen and my brain full of names that I've already forgotten.  People were friendly and sweet.


After a quick brake at home, we walked with all the teachers to our superintendent's to eat together.  I don't recall much as I was focused intently on trying to keep my eyelids open.  I did 'win' a mug, for having been in the most countries.  I'm sure I made a GREAT impression...  quite, monosyllabic and dazed.  Won't they be surprised when jet-lag wears off.  (Smile)


September 29th:
This morning we were up and off to the 'VAMPIRES' at 9:30.  The hospital was interesting. White walls highlighted the 'shadow people' accompanied by the 'Man who can see them', to get things done.  Children are free to roam and run, expressing themselves loudly.  Especially the boys.  They are cute though.  It is noticeable who is the priority, by the length of time we had to wait for things to get done.  After blood and pictures (ex-rays), we walked across the dusty road, dodging cars, to another doctors office.  We sat in his office together.  He asked us if we could hear him, see him... and then he signed the papers and notarized them.  It was very typical of my other experiences in Asian culture.  At least in the states my doctor actually looked in my ears, eyes, tested my oxygen levels and blood pressure.  ha ha!