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i did lots of fun their and it was a great hotel for staying
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I land in Jeddah’s airport in May 9th, 2013 with my family.
I stayed in Jeddah less than one day. So I didn’t visit many important places. I
went to Jeddah’s airport. It was an amazing airport. It was full of people. Then
we went to mecca by bus. We reached their after two hour.
To Be Continued…… ...
... wrong time. He wants to resist the orders. He starts to offer his ideas but the Prime Minister won’t have it. The conversation ends. Lally knows what he has to do. He’s a soldier and a soldier follows orders. Especially when they come from the very top. He’ll hate himself for this.
He wakes in a cold sweat. He’s been asleep for two hours. Hates the dreams for waking him. Falls back asleep.
... the skyline. They delighted as I spoke of our descent from the heavens on the devices that men build. It was a time of friendship and love for those of us there on that mountain. Packed tightly together with natures beauty. It’s a time I will not soon forget.
Tony is here. I’m going to see him this month. I’ll fly to Riyadh which is the capital of Saudi for a taste of the ultra conservative and as he said ‘put my feet on Canadian Soil.’ It will be ...
... Woman texts me telling me our Kiwi friend in Bangladesh needs our passport information to give to the military there so was can move around the country. I scramble to find a copy of my passport as the school has mine. Luck would have it. I find a ratty old photo copy. It gets me thinking of the high adventure we will have starting November 1st. We’ll stay in villages and explore mountains. Take pictures and plan ahead. ...
... on the shot gun in my hand. The gun that had pumped holes into three of their kind. The gun that unleashed the damage compacted in the last three shells in my pocket. They had some form of basic understanding that the gun in my hands could kill them.
It was only a matter of time before they figured out I was out of shells. Impotent in a soon to be blood bath. There were six of them. I had no hope. Surrounded. No escape.
When a bullet flies through the sky ...