So it’s a good thing that I couldn’t get online last night when we arrived. Josh got the wifi code from the front desk and signed in on his ipad and then I couldn’t get logged in on my computer. I was annoyed because I just wanted to post an “I’m here” message and send an email to my parents before going to bed, but his happy self was clicking away while I kept getting “login failure.” So I decided to take a shower because in my world a hot, turn your skin red shower solves all problems. It really does. Babies can’t cry when you’re in the shower, children can’t yell at you, migraines are stopped in their tracks. The world looks like a glorious place when you’re surrounded by a steaming waterfall of water.
So I turn on the shower. Hmm . . . no hot water. I tried the sink faucet. No hot water there either. Stupid Oman with their stupid no-hot water bathrooms and their stupid non-working wifi and all sorts of other stupid things that I haven’t discovered yet. But I’m sure they’ll be stupid. Unlike glorious Egypt, where everything was always wonderful and perfect and angels sang when I got in the shower and the hot water was always the perfect temperature and it never ran out and I never had any internet problems.
So yeah, I was having an irrational pity party. Then Josh found a switch outside each bathroom that turns on the hot water heater (something about it being so hot here that sometimes you don’t need to heat the water?!) and then I had my hot shower and climbed into bed and slept until 7 this morning when things started looking a whole lot better.
And Josh figured out that each computer needed its own wifi code. So there we are. Simple fix. Maybe Oman isn’t so stupid after all.