I enjoyed the education of seeing how others parts of the world got by; realizing just how blessed I had been being born where I was. My heart really went out to the laborers that make the middle east work. At times it became annoying because they were always looking for a gratuity but you soon realize that that is how they survive.
I enjoyed the weekly sanity breaks to Bahrain, the homemade booze and the repats. The rest was like living in he-l
Mr. Happy, LOL!! hahaha
I enjoyed eating lunch with my children
Mr. Happy, LOL!
I enjoyed driving in Khobar.
I enjoyed dealing with KSA government bureaucracies.
I enjoyed the weather.
I enjoyed the friendly faces and kind words I encountered as I strolled along.
I enjoyed the Housing department mandates.
I enjoyed the queues at the bank.
I enjoyed the increasing taxes in country.
I enjoyed the trash strewn about before the cleaners passed by.
I enjoyed the smells. Especially the many distant fires.
I enjoyed the dash for the causeway.
I enjoyed the endless, worthless piles of e-mail.
I enjoyed the petrified dog p-o along the walking paths.
I enjoyed the crowded recreation facilities.
I enjoyed the early morning sound of machine g-n fire from the nearby army base.
I enjoyed the guards wanting to look in my trunk while others skate through.
I enjoyed the many checkpoints.
This is by no means a comprehensive list.
Since 2019, the monthly apologies and retirement account.
The time before 2010 was pretty good. The time after 2015 not so much.
I enjoyed the beers after tennis.
OK, what did I enjoy?
The friendships made there.
The apology letters.
The travels made during my vacations.
The sanity trips to Bahrain.
I enjoyed taking 3-hours naps at lunchtime, during the workweek. I enjoyed watching expats fight for crumbs of attention, while I was waiting to retire. I enjoy hearing stories of how I didn’t do any work. I really enjoyed going home to drink. Bottoms Up!
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