Fog of Teaching

Commentary from a High School American History teacher

Friday, April 06, 2007

Spare Time

Spare time has been one of the things I haven't had much of lately. We run on a tight schedule and tonight should be my first night with more than five hours of sleep. I have so much to tell all of you but don't know where to begin, so I will answer your questions first. Yes I did milk a camel. One of our guides has family that own a camel farm. Family is extremely important here. The camels are treated very well, no one rides them, There were so many camels and we could walk right up to them. They are interesting and can be very nice. I never saw one of them spit. To milk them they bring out a baby camel to start milking, and then they take it away and then you can milk the camel. It felt strange but really cool. I got some of the milk on my hand and so I tasted a bit of it. It was sweet and is supposed to have more calcum than any other kind of milk. But I didn't really drink it I just kind of licked my hand. After we had coffee with cardamom, (every meal starts with it), in a bedouin tent. They put big rugs out in the sand and we also ate dates. We eat a lot of dates here.The sun had set and we could see the men praying in the sunset, it was so beautiful. We sat around a fire for a while, and then our guide took us back to our bus by scaring the crap out of us with his four wheeling techniques. It was so fun.

Every day is better than the last, and I have made some true friends here. There are so many things to say about the politics and the culture, but all it comes down to is this... We are all the same. In our own ways we face the same struggles and triumphs, sorrows and joys. There are good and bad people in all societies. Here I have fond many kindred spirits who feel as I do and it is amazing that I have found this on the other side of the world. It is always hard leaving our guides as we move to the next city. Khalid is the one who took us to the camels,but we also spent time in the desert which looks so much like home.

I have been in Jeddah, the city by the Red Sea, and it has been amazing. Each region of the country has its own character. Jeddah is by the sea and there are large art instalations everywhere. Women here don't hardly ever wear the full veil, and many don't even cover their heads. I know you probably have a lot of questions about this, but my opinion changes every day. My abaya is beautiful and I love it. After wearing it for days, always in public, it was strange when we went to a resort last night and could take it off. I felt naked. I have a really hard time keeping my headscarf on, but for the most part we don't have to wear them. Where I am in Riyadh today we do. Things are more traditional here and many women wear the full veil. So much of the viel and abaya has to do with culture and not religion, I guess I will have to write a paper about it when I get back.

Today we went back to the Red Sea resort. Last night we had amazing music and folk dancing by the sea, and of course another huge meal. Mon and Dad you will be hapy because I have put on some pounds. They feed us so well and everything tastes so good. I have been drinking lots of strawberry juice, and all of the orange juice is fresh squeezed. Today I swam in the Red Sea and it was beautiful. The water was cold at first, but it felt so good at 9:00 in the morning. I also did some snorkeling and saw beautiful fish. I hope I haven't eaten any of the kind I saw today. Of course I am sunburned, even though it was early in the day and we left before noon. I have a bit of a cold, but that is my fault. I did somethng crazy the other night at another traditional dinner. What was it? There are no drugs or alcohol here.....I smoked a Hooka pipe. IThey call it shisha and I didn't exactly at the time understand what it was. It ended up being apple flavored tobacco. So I can now say that I have smoked (sorry mom). It doesn't make you feel wierd or anything, it just tastes nice. But now my lungs are very unhappy with me!!

Right now I am in my hotel room in Riydah. You wouldn't believe this place, I thought the Hilton we stayed at was nice but wow this is amazing. I swear I am telling the truth, I actually have my own butler. His name is Hossam and he gets my laundry cleaned, wakes me up, and gets me whatever I need. He even offered to escort me to the mall to get aloe vera for my sunburn. Here in Riyadh I can't go out alone, I have to have a guardian with me. Anyway this place is beautiful. there were slippers by my bed, and I took a long hot shower.

Well I am so tired, and I get to sleep in until 7:00 tomorrow. Hopefully my room service will come soon, by the way I can order whatever I want. I don't think I will ever be able to travel any other way again. I hope you are are well. I miss you and will download more pictures soon.

3 Comments:

Blogger Peach said...

Hi Nic,

This is your Mom and Dad!!! So you’ve taken up smoking, coffee drinking and camel milking. Sure glad they don’t allow alcohol and drugs!!! Me & Mom will have a carton of Camel’s waiting for you when you get home. We don’t think we can afford a butler and fresh fruit juice but you’ll probably still like it here at the homestead.

We are both very happy for you and we are glad that you are having such a great learning experience. We are sure that you will be able to relate your experiences to you students and all the rest of us. We are very curious to know more about the Middle East.

We have had Eddie for the last two days and he is mostly happy, however, we can tell that he misses his Mom and he will be very happy to have you return. Mom and I are having a hard time believing that you, little miss ten hours of sleep, are getting by on only five hours. You must have one hell of a sleep deficient.

Keep having fun and we look forward to more bloging.

2:04 PM  
Blogger Olivia Bolivia said...

I can't wait for you to come home and tell me all about your adventure! I am so excited!

I love that you are doing this to not only educate yourself, but also all those around you.

I can't even believe that you smoked hooka! I might have to disown you! You have no idea how much I enjoy that you did not know what it was until you smoked it. That is so something WE would do! But eh.. what's the Middle East without a little hooka smoking?

Oh yes. If you see any belly dancers please take a photo.

Love,
Livy

9:42 PM  
Blogger Julie said...

Spare time continues to evade us all, except me at this moment apparently!

If you ever see this, consider yourself tagged! :) Julie

8:54 PM  

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