Traveling around this part of the world is the easiest thing that I've ever experienced when traveling via plane. You just wouldn't understand it...and I'm dreading going back to the states in January and dealing w/ the Dulles & Denver airports.
This is how it goes here, our plane left Kuwait at 7:05am. Arrived at the airport at 6am, checked in (only 2 people in line,) the guy behind the counter took a whole 3 minutes to do his thing, walked thru the scanner things, picked up some Starbucks, which I can take on the plane w/ me, headed to the gate and was on the plane by 6:30am. Didn't have to go thru any bull-pucky-rooney-toot-tooty, none of this "Did you leave your bags unattended?" Blah, blah, blah....Jamie always has to remind me that well, here in the Middle East, the terrorists don't blow up their own planes. Truthfully, it makes me feel more at ease when I board a plane here. I just have to remember that I'm the minority on the plane. However when the prayer starts playing I get a little freaked out, and then inevitably there's always some Muslim guy sitting behind me playing w/ his prayer beads non-stop. Unnerving to say the least when he doesn't stop playing w/ them the entire flight.
Our flight to Bahrain was a whole 25 minutes’. It seriously felt like we took off, flew straight for about 15 minutes’ and then started to descend. Easiest thing in the world.
So Bahrain is the "Las Vegas" of the middle east...w/out the gambling, but still have the alcohol & prostitutes. Yes, I said prostitutes. It's legal in Bahrain. I just don't get it, but hey, it pays their bills and it makes them happy, so be it.
Sitting in the Crowne Plaza bar I was the only white girl in the place and beyond that, their was hardly any women to begin with. I had some good laughs though. I can't help but laugh when I see this raggedy old man w/ this young girl on his arm. Plus seeing the Arab's in their 'man jammies' drinking is so ironic that it's just stupid. Apparently the Muslims believe that Allah can't see beyond the Kuwait border, so it's okay to drink alcohol and have a little fun on the side w/ the paid girls. Yes, I know that 'man jammies' isn't the correct politically term to be using, but hey it's a lot easier to say and I can spell it w/out having to look up Disdashes.
Finally got my trip to the Gold Souk and picked up some more gold. Can't help it, it's the cheapest in the world and well, I chalk it up to bringing home souvenirs. Plus Jamie finally got his damn Hooka pipe w/ Bahrain shisha. It's actually quite pretty and hopefully it'll make it home in one piece.
And I'm counting down my three month rotation again. It's seriously a pain in the ass to leave this place every 3 months. Gotta find a cheap place to go, the flights, the hotels, things to do...blah blah blah. Okay, so I really shouldn't be complaining because I'll never see these places again, so essentially I'm lucky!