Monday, March 31, 2014

Boating on the Red Sea

This past Friday, my friend's husband had organized a birthday outing for her birthday.  They invited a bunch of friends and we were included.    On the way to the dock, her husband picked up Roti bread and foul or ful for breakfast.  According to Wikipedia, "ful is an Egyptian/Sudanese dish of cooked and mashed fava beans served with vegetable oil, cumin and optionally with chopped parsley, onion, garlic and lemon juice."
You tear off pieces of the bread and dip it into the foul.  It was delicious!  The boat hands also provided hot tea, apples, and bananas.  We ate on the boat before taking off.
What a great way to start the trip!

At 8am, the dock at the resort was already busy.  Young men were zipping around the area on jet skiis.  After breakfast was over, we left.  Here are some pictures on the boat:



As you can probably see, the women had to wear their abayas on the way out to the island.  It was weird, but best not to upset anyone.  In fact, all the passing boats were very friendly, waving and saying hello to us.
It was about an hour trip to the island.  The Red Sea is very pretty.  The water is aqua.  :)  It is VERY clear.



Here is a picture of the birthday girl and her "habibi" (loved one).

The boat docked near the island and we waded in.  It was a very small island, but very pretty, white sand, shells, hermit crabs skittering away.  It would have been easy to power walk around the "island" in about 5 minutes.
Here we are checking out the island:
After we were there about 10 minutes, another boat pulled up.  It was a boat full of Saudi's.  The women got out in their abayas and did not take them off.  Here they are sitting at the edge of the water:
We were a little concerned that they might hassle us about wearing bathing suits, but they didn't.  They left after less than an hour.
Then we went snorkeling.  There are coral reefs quite close to the island.  We saw brain coral and other kinds.  We saw zebra fish.  It was quite lovely.  Then around 11 am, the boat hands began barbecuing chicken and meat.

They had set up a tent (with sides) and covered the floor with Arabian carpet.  So, it was very plush.  Along with the chicken and meat, they also provided more Roti bread, fruit, olive loaf, drinks.  It was very nice.

My friend's husband had ordered a birthday cake for the birthday girl:

And he cut the cake with something of a sword:
So, then we went snorkeling a little more and then at 3 pm, we had to pack up to go home.  The boat hands broke down the tent, rolled up the carpets and put them on their shoulders and waded through the water to put them back on the boat.

We had an hour trip back to the dock.  The dock was very busy now with lots of families. 
Here is a picture of a little outdoor cafe at the dock:
What a great way to celebrate my friend's birthday!  

Happy Birthday, S!!!

Saturday, March 29, 2014

The Process of Arranging an Outing

My friend, T, wanted to organize an outing to Fuddrucker's one last time before she leaves Yanbu to go back to Canada.  A Fuddrucker's has opened and it has been quite the attraction.  Often for group outings,  ladies, who have drivers, have been kind enough to organize cars for those of us who don't.  It makes things so much easier when you have a big group going out to a restaurant.  But this time, it wasn't possible.  So, at first, we thought that we would just get cabs.  Well, we know of three cabs, at least we know of three cabs that we have used before.  But there were 10 of us.  Women are not supposed to sit up front with the cab driver.  So that means that each cab could fit three people in the back.  If we have three cabs, that is 9 people.  What about the 10th person?

Well, then we thought that maybe our compound bus driver would take us if he wasn't bringing people shopping or picking up kids from the school.  T,  contacted the compound management in the office and the outing was blessed.  We could use an alternate bus with an alternate driver.  

Now, there was the question as to what time to get there.  In Saudi Arabia, you have to worry about the timing of prayer.  For stores and restaurants, you are supposed to be finished and out before prayer begins.  

Prayer time is 6 times per day.  Today, it is at:
5:05 am
6:23
12:33
4:00 pm
6:43
8:13

When a group went to Fuddruckers a few weeks ago, they were asked to leave for prayer when they were not quite finished.  So, this time, T wanted to find out what time we should get there so that we would not have any problems.  She called Fuddruckers several times to clarify.  On the last call, speaking to the manager, she told him that she wanted to speak to him about his "prayer policy".  He said "Prayer policy, prayer policy, what do you mean by prayer policy?".  She explained about our dilemma in deciding when to tell the bus driver that he needed to get us to the restaurant so that we could order and eat  before they closed for prayer.  So, he understood and told us to be there for 11 am because we needed to have ordered, eaten and pay before 12:30.

It worked beautifully.  The bus picked us up at 10:30 am and we arrived at 11 am.  When we walked in, the manager asked how many we were so that he could seat us, as if he didn't remember that 15 western women (others were meeting us after their coffee at another place) were coming that day.  T reminded him that she had called about this.  He scrunched up his face, obviously searching his memory.  She said, "Yes, you remember, I asked you what time we should get here because of your prayer policy?".  Well, when she said that, his face lit up, he smiled and he said, "Oh yes, I remember you-prayer policy!".  Then, he and his assistant went about arranging tables for us to be seated.  So, we were seated, ordered quickly, ate leisurely, paid, and the bus was there to pick us up before prayer time.  They told us that they had been visited by the Mutawa (Religious Police) several times checking to make sure that they adhered to closing before prayers.  Therefore, it was then obvious why they kept to the times so rigidly.  Thanks to T, it all went very smoothly.  

Here are the happy diners, less two who had gone off to the bathroom and those who had not arrived yet from their coffee.
The point of this blog is if we had been back home, an outing to Fuddrucker's would have been a very easy thing to do.  Call or email everyone to say let's meet at Fuddrucker's at whatever time we wanted.  That would be it.  But here, it took T several days to get this organized.  Here, you must learn patience. 

Ma'Salama Tammy

This week, I hosted what I think is the last of the farewell parties for a month or two.  There have been several this month.  It is difficult when someone leaves because these are all great ladies.  This lady that I am going to blog about has helped  to make MANY people's stay here easier, especially for my husband and me.


I met her online before my husband came to KSA.   I had been trying to find out information about Yanbu before coming here and found it almost impossible.  I found the normal Wikipedia article telling population, layout, etc, stock pictures, maps, but not much else.  So, I asked a friend, who had just come back with her husband from an expat assignment with ExxonMobil from Singapore if she had any friends on expat assignments in Yanbu, Saudi Arabia.  She didn't have a friend in Yanbu, but she did have one in the eastern province of Saudi Arabia.  Within a day, she had me in touch with that lady, who got me in touch with two ladies in Yanbu, one from each of the two compounds here in Yanbu.   It was amazing!

 I emailed back and forth with Tammy.  She was an encyclopedia of info on life not only in Yanbu but also Saudi Arabia.  She suggested things that I should bring and not bring, etc.  My husband came here about 6 months before me.  When I told her that he was arriving, she had put a meal in the refrigerator and many staples like bread and milk.  Then, since he was alone, she began bringing him food, cookies, fresh bread, etc, which was nice because he does not cook.  I had envisioned that he would just eat popcorn every night.  One day, when he and I were Skyping (me in Houston and he in Yanbu), I heard his doorbell ring.  He got up to answer the door and within a minute came back and showed me a warm loaf of French bread that Tammy had just delivered to him!

When I arrived, I found out that it just wasn't Ken that she was doing this for, it was for lots of people.  Once a week, she made cookies for her husband to bring to work for the guys.  Her home was not only a bakery, it was also a grocery store.  Usually, if there was some item from home that you could not find at the grocery store, like food coloring, or corn syrup,  Tammy had it and would give it to you.  One person needed an ace bandage, Tammy had it.  If you had a headache, or cold, Tammy had the medicine.  She didn't have the biggest villa here, so how she was able to store all of this stuff and easily retrieve it, I don't know.  My husband and I don't have a car or a driver here. She and her husband have taken us to the beach and to several restaurants.  I could go on about this, but the bottom line is that she is one of those people that makes a difference.  

So, I hosted a Farewell party for her.  I had wondered before what the number of cookies and baked items that have left that apartment would be. I decided that the theme HAD to be cookies and baking.  My friend, E, asked Tammy to borrow her cookie cutters because ostensibly she wanted to make cookies.  Instead, E used the cookie cutters to cut out felt shapes and then made a garland of the "cookies" that we hung over the dining area.  So these were Tammy's "cookies"!




When I was in the US, I bought a clay that dries hard and is light and made chocolate chip cookies to use in another garland.



A few weeks ago, I went over to the area where Tammy's apartment is.  I thought that I would stealthily take a picture of the front of it.  But my cleaning lady came by and wanted to chat with me.  As we were chatting, Tammy came out on her balcony and suggested I come up and have some freshly baked cookies.  I thought that I was busted taking the picture but it turned out she didn't see me doing it, just heard my voice.    :)  Anyway, I used that picture to do a quick painting of the outside of her apartment.  I cut out a picture of  Tammy and put her on the balcony and then put stickers of cookies, cakes, pies and cupcakes coming out of her home.  I put a little sign on  the wall of the house saying "Tammy's bakery, grocery and everything you need store".  Then, E cut out felt camels that I put on the wall next to the painting.  I also put cookies in their mouths. 



When I was in the US, I had found cute polka dot plates.  I thought that I had had enough with 18, but the party kept growing and I needed 24, so I added the hot pink plates from the last farewell party.  E had bought pretty red glasses.

Although I haven't found cute paper plates here, I have been going to downtown Yanbu with some ladies who know the area and have found the 5 riyal store (which is about $1.33  ).  It is loaded with all kinds of cheap stuff.  But sometimes you can find cute and crazy things.  They had rolls of brightly colored 2 ft wide crepe paper.  So, I made place mats.  We had polka dot balloons (brought from home).  In the 5 riyal store, E found a cut out paper garland banner that had cupcakes.  E also made Tammy a felt flower necklace, that Tammy is wearing in the pictures.

Of course, we needed to give her a keepsake.  I decided not to frame a picture, so I asked my husband to come up with a limerick about her.  He has an amazing ability to do this.  All week, I had been having people come over to the villa to sign the mat for the picture.  Two days before the party, I asked my husband if he had the limerick ready.  He said, What limerick?  I said "You know, the one for Tammy!"  He had forgotten.  He said "OK, I will do it right now."  and within 5 minutes, he had it.  Here it is:

There once lived a woman in Saudi,
who perfected the art of the cookie.
She’s a legend for sure,
that will forever endure
with those who knew her as Tammy.
                                               The cookies were delicious, it’s true.
And banana bread and pizza rolls too.
You could ask anything,
Soon your doorbell would ring

‘cause her kindness would always show through.

I had brought cookie and pastry stickers from the US and put them all over the white frame.  Everyone signed the blue mat with the white pen.  It was done.  I thought that I had taken a picture of it, but apparently not!

A Japanese lady, I, (whom Tammy had babysat her dog many times while out of the country) made the centerpiece.  It was an oval plate filled with sand colored sugar.  She had made 4 camel cookies.  These weren't your normal cookies.  They were two-piece cookies that you put together like a puzzle.  So there was a piece for the front legs, a piece for the back legs and then a piece for the body.  Of course they were decorated.  But one of the camels had a cutout of Tammy riding the camel holding the reins to the camel.  This lady was such a perfectionist.  When one of the camels had toppled over and gotten "sand" on its feet, she took out a little brush to carefully brush off the sand.  It was amazing!







This was a potluck lunch and everyone brought wonderful food!  There was a sweet potato and potato medley, chicken fried rice, greek moussaka, sweet and sour meatballs, stuffed eggs, pasta salad, an Iranian dish, a vegetable dish, several salads, a hummus, mini savory tarts.  A French lady brought a freshly squeezed and mixed fruit drink from a new store in Yanbu.  For dessert, there was a pavlova.  (Also, the Italian lady who did the pavlova was sweet enough to do an individual pavlova for a lady who did not like cream, which was in the big pavlova.  Incredible!), a peach pie, beautiful strawberry puree topped cupcakes, cute ginger bread cookies that are made with cookie cutters that make the cookies look like someone took a bite of them-they are missing arms or legs or heads.  Cute, cute cute! This group of ladies really step up.  I wish that I had taken more food pictures, but after everyone arrives, it becomes very busy and I missed it.
Below is the Scottish lady with her personal pavlova.  :)

Here is L, serving the juice from the new juice place that she found:
Here is a cute little french girl, who could not wait to try one of the camels in the centerpiece:
Here are some random pictures:


And I think this may be the only picture that I am in:


Anyway, it can become very depressing here, meeting wonderful people and then after a short period of time telling them goodbye.  But it is just a fact of life here.  I think that the only thing to do is to is to learn from these interesting ladies and take that away with you. 

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Keeping Busy

One of the features about living here in a small city in Saudi Arabia is the lack of activities or options for things to do.  Not only can women NOT drive, but there are many places where women can't go. Also, there are no movie theaters, live theater, music concerts, normal activities for most Western women.  Not all restaurants allow women and if they do, it is in a specially segregated area or "family room".  So, on the compound, we make our own social activities.  Otherwise, you would go crazy.

Since I returned back here the first week of March from my trip to the US , I have hosted a goodbye party, a St Patrick's day lunch, co-hosted a joint birthday party for 3 ladies whose birthdays were in March, co-ordinated a goodbye lunch at a local restaurant for 2 ladies leaving next week, will go with a group to a local restaurant this week, will host a goodbye party for a lady who was extremely helpful to me before I arrived here and afterward, and a Tapas dinner for my husband's fellow workers and us.  This is a very social life.  I thought that I had had a very social life in the US!

Last week,  we had the St Patrick's Day celebration, which was basically about decorating everything green, eating, and enjoying each others' company.  It was a potluck where everyone brought a dish.  I asked everyone to bring Irish or at least green food.  We had potato soup,  shepherd's pie, cottage pie, colcannon, mashed potatoes, Irish stew, smoked salmon, an Iranian rice dish, hot dogs, empanadas, etc, etc for the main dishes.  For dessert, we had lucky shamrock cookies, Irish apple cake, Irish apple pie, a trifle and an amazing cake from a local bakery and green lemonade and ginger drinks.







We had 17 ladies attending.  Of those 17, at least 5 people told me that they had never been to a St Patrick's Day celebration.  I suspect that there were several more.  It was very multinational which makes it interesting.  We had:

one lady from The Netherlands
one lady from South Korea
one lady from Italy
one lady from Germany
one lady from Lebanon
one lady from Pakistan
one lady from Venezuela
three ladies from Canada
one lady from Scotland
one lady from England
five ladies from the US

Then, we had a special visitor, a big leprechaun.







                              My next blog is about how difficult it can be to organize a group activity off the compound.