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"Alex"
... think I am?" This kid was a monster. He invited himself to tea with us... but he honestly didn't want us to pay for it. But how could we not?
Anyway this kid ended up walking us back because he essentially knew where we lived because he knew where Sabri lived and he assumed that him and the school's president were besties. But on the way back, the kid stopped being an ass. He was actually nice. He walked us most of the ...
Here's 2--3 Weeks Worth of Blog
... desired. I can't imagine the work, time, and love, that went into it
(even if the women's quadrant is considerably less ornate). It's a
friggin' marvel to put it in plain English.
Thursday:
I took a lazy day as I am wont to do of a Saturday or its equivalent.
Not too much to report except wearing sweatpants in Yemen feels
somehow better than wearing them at home in front of the boob-tube.
Friday:
Our rihla (trip) to the mountains ...
White bread, qat, and sweat pants
... or any other white bread country) style restaurant. Potatoes, pasta, steak... anyway, you know the rundown. The food was fine the people were fantastic.
After the food, we piled into several different cars. I ended up with Geri, her friend from a long time ago, and her two Yemeni friends. It was so epic because they drove me past the Al Saleh Mosque (we're going Monday I think). So amazingly cool.
Thursday: In the Middle ...
Mango juice!
... is a very nice woman but at this point all I can see her as is the enemy. I cannot understand a thing she says. She even says it slowly so my brain can hop aboard but I stutter like a newbie. Oh well. What doesn't kill us humiliates us and eventually makes us better. Mohammed on the other hand is my hero. He talks like someone put a healthy dose of speed in his Yemeni coffee (which is fantastic- the coffee, not speed). I understand ...
Not my fault this is late, the internet was down
... outside influences run rampant. I was quite naïve to think that it
would be so insular. A pocket of untouched perfection. But instead,
you can find Capri Sun. But yet I still am entranced and find Sana'a
to have a sort of western tainted perfection. The hustle and bustle
is glorious, bordering on some sort of life changing revelation.
I woke up at 6 and just kind of laid
around until 7. I grabbed my computer at 7 and started yesterday's
...



