I know I'm suffering from "blogger's remorse",as no posting has appeared for some time.
Dave is proving to be an unreliable source of material of late,so for now, the reality of celebrating a Birthday in Saudi Arabia is as good as it gets.
It's scary when 60 is closer than 50....a LOT closer!!!!
Exploring the Middle East has been somewhat hampered by the ever increasing escalation of unrest in this region.
I'm trying not to take it personally that there has not been a problem with civil unrest in Bahrain for 17 years,and as soon at the Emerson's arrive.....well you read the news.
We actually head back to the US in 2 days for our first R and R, and can't wait to see the family.
We have lots of Mima and Papa hugs to catch up on, and Dave is salivating at the thought of a glass of port.....or 2 !
With the Bahrain causeway "out of bounds",our route home is a little more complicated, but we are confident....still doable.
It's been an incredible 3 months,filled with a multitude of new experiences.
I'm grateful that our worldview has been expanded,as we realize humanity is humanity,and that we have more in common than we ever imagined.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Yes,it REALLY Happened!
Dave......a tent, a camel.....and let's not forget the latte......warm and with foam apparently!....Mmm!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
The Camera never lies!!!
You're just going to have to trust me....the camping experience really did happen.....but as of now my photos are being "blocked"....mmm.....but I do think I hear Starbucks calling!!!!
Camping....Saudi style !
Nothing says"Saudi Arabia" like the desert,a camel and a tent.....oh,and Dave.
When he told me he was heading out to the desert on an adventure with his co-workers.... in a tent......I imagined a manly camping trip, where discomfort is a given......you know.... a tent so small you have to crawl into it to get to your sleeping bag, and an open fire with some charcoal encrusted sausages....basically no creature comforts......boy was I ever wrong !
My female radar should have been on high alert, when nothing he wore said "REI",and there wasn't a backpack in sight..
Well,let me tell you.....tent living has taken on a whole new meaning as the photos will prove...if they will "publish"!
A tent so big you could park multiple vehicles in it.
Palatial rugs and cushions to ensure continual comfort.
A massive spread of delicious lamb and rice (complete with the lamb's head on display, with eyes glistening....I'm not making this up ....and no charcoal in sight),with local date delicacies, chocolates and Arabian coffee.....oh, and I forgot the pre-dinner appetizer of freshly "acquired" camels milk.
Now for some clarification on the camels.....they were not just any camels....but,a special herd (?) of privately owned camels,led by a VERY happy,contented male camel (worth a fortune I'm told) accompanied by a multitude of female camels just begging to "visit" Mr Studly!!!
The event went well into the night,and the "stories" of the experience have almost become legendary.
Naturally Dave consumed more of the frothy warm camels milk than anyone......and no-one told him of the possible gastronomic "side effects".....but fortunately he made it home without the need for an urgent pit stop.
.....Being the entrepeneur that he is,Dave feels there could be a definate market for camel milk lattes, and can't understand why Starbucks are not answering his calls....mmm !!!
When he told me he was heading out to the desert on an adventure with his co-workers.... in a tent......I imagined a manly camping trip, where discomfort is a given......you know.... a tent so small you have to crawl into it to get to your sleeping bag, and an open fire with some charcoal encrusted sausages....basically no creature comforts......boy was I ever wrong !
My female radar should have been on high alert, when nothing he wore said "REI",and there wasn't a backpack in sight..
Well,let me tell you.....tent living has taken on a whole new meaning as the photos will prove...if they will "publish"!
A tent so big you could park multiple vehicles in it.
Palatial rugs and cushions to ensure continual comfort.
A massive spread of delicious lamb and rice (complete with the lamb's head on display, with eyes glistening....I'm not making this up ....and no charcoal in sight),with local date delicacies, chocolates and Arabian coffee.....oh, and I forgot the pre-dinner appetizer of freshly "acquired" camels milk.
Now for some clarification on the camels.....they were not just any camels....but,a special herd (?) of privately owned camels,led by a VERY happy,contented male camel (worth a fortune I'm told) accompanied by a multitude of female camels just begging to "visit" Mr Studly!!!
The event went well into the night,and the "stories" of the experience have almost become legendary.
Naturally Dave consumed more of the frothy warm camels milk than anyone......and no-one told him of the possible gastronomic "side effects".....but fortunately he made it home without the need for an urgent pit stop.
.....Being the entrepeneur that he is,Dave feels there could be a definate market for camel milk lattes, and can't understand why Starbucks are not answering his calls....mmm !!!
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