Shukran, Kingdom of Bahrain

30 04 2011

Had a bad dream last night about werewolves… I wonder what brought that on? Certainly not the movie we saw lat night, The Lincoln Lawyer, with Matt Mcconaughey & Ry Ry Phillippe (isn’t it a little excessive to have two L’s and also two P’s?). It was a decent movie, we wanted to see it cause B read the book during our Europe trip. He said the book was way better, as they typically are, take Harry Potter for example. There’s just so much more detail you can put into a book, than a two-hour movie. It did have quite the set list, though. It had the dude from Sweet Home Alabama, William H. Macy, Marisa Tomei, a chick from Bones, a chick from Grey’s Anatomy. The list goes on. OH! And Trace Adkins was a beat-em-up biker dude.

The mall was unusually busy last night. Possbily due to some kind of protest in the area, I don’t know, I’ve never seen it that busy in the two years I’ve been here. We actually had to circle around a few times to find a parking spot since the dumbass locals like to double park in their Range Rovers, Mercedes, and Bentleys. I can’t blame them though.

Today marks my 737th day on this island. I feel it is time to go. I have had some good experiences here, some learning experiences, and some shitty times. But all-in-all, I think I’ve grown from it, which is what anyone hopes after two years. I can’t really say that I’ve learned to respect the culture any more. Being here you would think that the culture would kind of grow on you and you would learn to respect and admire how they do what they do. But the people here are generally rude. The Bahrainis anyway. The other inhabitants, immigrants from the Philippines, India, Asian or African continents are actually very respectable. Even if they don’t know english, they know how to communicate and offer respect to passers-by.

I will be flying via four layovers and four air carriers to get to my destination into a little town in Iowa, where my parents have retired and made their homestead. Why IA you ask? Well, most of Mom’s family is in MO, and most of the step-dad’s family is in MN/WI. So, IA it was. Plus, the weather is more forgiving than the overwhelming humidity and scorching heat of MO, and the nearly unbearable winters of WI/MN. I never know how bad it was there until I had the experience to live in a state without seasons, without winter, without snow. And it was glorious. Yes, don’t get me wrong, I do miss winter. For maybe a couple of days. But that school’s-called-off-due-to-wind-chill days, I do not. Those I-coudln’t-leave-the-house-due-to-being-snowed-in, I do not. And for my next station of duty, I will not be seeing the likes of winter at all. It may be a bit chilly, but rarely snow, and extremely rarely ice. Wind chill? Nuh-uh.

My first leg will be on Lufthansa air, which I hear is quite nice. I think it’s the largest carrier in the world. So I’m interested to compare it with the likes of Qatar Air, Kuwait Air, and Emirates Air. I just googled Lufthansa, and this is what came up:

If that’s what my plane looks like, hell yeah. But I doubt that hunk of metal exists in the real world. On the chance it is real, there may or may not be an alien abduction in my future. Stay tuned.

Hey, has anyone seen that movie Paul? It's pretty hilarious.

Mista B is just about done with his hot stone massage (a February VD gift…), but the next time I’ll be talking in your face, I will be an American on American soil. You don’t know how good it is to say those words.

I think my mom has my homemade meals all lined up, she says the first stop once I hit ground is the grocery store. =) On my list are all the usuals: hot wings, won tons, mac-n-cheese, creme de menthe cake…I’m going to be so sick. The upside is that me and the B will be starting a little friendly competition, The Biggest Loser, once I arrive to Pensacola. SO my week home will be my last week of shit-food eating. Plus, beach season is right around the corner…or is it here already?

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