Jeff was chosen to go to London and ferry a plane back to Dammam. He left on Sunday and would be gone for two days. Upon arrival, he emailed and said it'd be more like 3 or 4 days, which translates to 30 or 4o days in single-woman-in-Saudi time.
On Monday I hightailed it outta Saudi and hopped on a bus to Bahrain. I had booked a random hotel off Expedia, taxi'd from the bus stop to it, and arrived at a very modern, art-deco-ish hotel lobby. The room is very cool-looking, very much my style. It is very different from the hotel the company has us in, which is decorated in the traditional Middle Eastern way, but in a very old way. (Their marketing materials still boast that they were the HQ for the international press during the Gulf War. Dude, that was like the lifespan of a newborn-to-high school graduate ago!) I've taken 1 1/2 hour walks both days I've been here, been able to wear short-sleeves, lie out at the pool in mixed company, and walk around town by myself. I think it still is a funny sight to the locals here though, to see a pregnant lady walking about. Everywhere I've been, people ask about the baby and rub my belly. Didn't get that in Saudi. Wait, maybe that's because with the abaya on, people just think I'm fat!
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