I might have been living in the Middle East too long when seeing two people kissing in the hotel pool makes me turn to Josh and say, “Ew. Get a room.” PDA is non-existent here. In fact, as part of our Bahraini info package it warns that we aren’t allowed to hold hands in public. I think that might be taking it too far, as we do see Omani couples holding hands, but I guess we’ll see when we arrive.
I also noticed when I put on a dress the other day that came to right above my knees, I felt practically naked. Totally cute dress, but I spent all day tugging at it, trying to make it longer. I guess that one will have to go back in the closet until we get back to America and I can show off my knees without feeling self conscious.
Another sign that I’m acclimating? I bought avocados and peaches today and didn’t care that the avos cost $2 each and the peaches were $3.50 per pound. I guess I cared enough that I’m writing about it, but it wasn’t painful enough for me to bypass them. I haven’t had peaches in over a year and these smelled almost peach-like and that’s as good as it’s going to get here.
We’re hanging out at school this afternoon getting a last coffee while we can. The kids are all cleaning out their lockers and I found Calvin’s sweatshirt in the lost and found.
