Another long day of sleep. I woke up even later, it was almost 4 o'clock. I feel like an owl, sleeping all day, up all night. Well, it's 3rd of Eid, so Haitham, Dad and I went to buy some bus tickets to go back to Mukalla. First, we went to this bus company called "Quraish"... IT WAS INSANE!! Dirty buses, crowded, I'm not sure if it's safe even. It was so crowded that the luggage was put in the bus with the passengers. There were only two bus companies that goes to Mukalla through Sharorah. It was the fastest way to Mukalla, the trip lasts 28 hours. It's exhausting, but we kind of got used to it.
So, we had no choice but Bin Mo'ammar, the one we always use. The thing with those buses it smoking. The reason why we didn't go there is that they raised their prices. But thankfully, they lowered them again a
The drivers are so inconsiderate. They would smoke in the bus but if someone else smokes, they'd pick the speaker and say "Hey, who ever is smoking in the back there put off your cigarette, smoking isn't allowed in the bus." A few minutes later, the driver smokes a cigar. I have a sister with asthma and kids with me, I tend to be a bit angry around those drivers. I hope who ever the driver is, wouldn't smoke while driving. GOD! We have like a hundred stop every now and then! They should be smoking during those stops.
Oh well, we booked some tickets with BM and were heading back home. Haitham didn't want to go home so we dropped him at my uncles'. While heading home with Dad, I got a phone call from Ahmed Al Therwy (th as in thermo.) It was a life saving moment. I really had no intention of spending the whole day home. We've decided to meet after sunset prayer.
After the prayer we met, we were both wearing the ankle-length white shirt, the "thoub". He was wearing the whole Saudi outfit, a white "ghotra" and black "I'gal", I only wore my usual white hat. We took the bus to Al Balad and walked around all day talking, buying ice cream and coffee, and a bit of a social difference discussion. It was really fun, he bought me a farewell gift too. A bottle of Cologne. At 1st I thought he bought it to himself, but then I was really surprised when he handed the bag to me. He said "I hope you'd remember me every morning." It was really nice, a very nice day indeed.
Well, here ends the 3rd day of Eid to me. That's all? Yeah, there are other things that are so #$%^&* annoying which I would rather not mention.
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