Thursday, September 2, 2010

Exploding dishes and interminable waiting

The other day, when we were traveling into Jeddah to pick up a radio controlled car for Garnet, we passed a travel agency with the indescribable name of Open Clam Airlines. I wonder who their clientele are?
We arrived in town at 10 pm and most stores were closed. We wondered if Friday was just a day where NO stores opened, but our driver assured us that all stores were open… from what we could see, none of them were. I guess it is a matter of perspective. To them, all the stores ‘are’ open, in that they ‘will’ be open sometime that day. Sometime.
We went to a small mall first and while driving by another one on the road, we glimpsed through the glass windows (glass, floor to ceiling and wall to wall with double glass doors) row upon row of people on knees in prayer; maybe 200 people in total. Along the fronts of other stores in the shopping center were people waiting for the store doors to open and the store employees to return. I guess those outside had finished their worship already.
Then we moved on to one of the large malls, and upon leaving there around 1 am, we came to the full realization that Jeddah comes alive after midnight! The lineup to drop off people at the front door went WAY down the road. I hear that stores are open till well after 2 am.
The other day, I had put two chicken breast under the broiler in a glass dish that I had used for the same purpose for a year now. I had turned the chicken over after 15 minutes and about 5 minutes later, there was an almighty explosion in the oven and when I got there, the chicken were sitting on the grill rack with glass covering the bottom of the oven. With a little bit of inspection, I saw that I could salvage the meat and with a brief wash under the tap, we ate it. I guess not all cookware is made equal. Odd why it would survive more than a year before it did this.
Nothing......
Garnet is in his second week of school and each day, like any interested parent, I ask, ‘so, what did you do today’ and the inevitable, teenage response is ‘nothing…..’ I need to learn how to time my questions. 8-) Later, at his own time, he often opens up and shares things. I find it interesting how universal teenagers are. I guess on the other hand, you just had to ‘be there’ to really understand what all goes on in a the day of a teenager.

To fly, or not to fly? That is the question
I was woken up the other night by a phone call at 1 am. A very pleasant Arabic speaking lady greeted me in Arabic and said a bunch of stuff I did not understand … I came up with the bright idea and asked 'can I help you?,' whereupon she said ‘yes’. I was then passed to someone who spoke English.
Let me back up here a bit. Some of you who follow me on Face Book might have seen a few posts about the airlines that I purchased our Egypt tickets on. Well, it has gone bankrupt. I was told this by some students while at the beach last weekend. When I got home I checked their website and sure enough, they have shut down. I read something online that said that they would honor those who had paid for flights. This week, I have spent MANY hours calling the company and being put on hold. Today alone, I have spent more than 5 hours with the phone on hold (speaker phone), while I continue to work around the house. I did get through three days ago and was asked if I wanted to still fly, I said yes, and they said that they would get back to me with ticket information. Then, there was the 1 am phone call with the same questions and information …. Odd, I think I even recognized the voice of the lady as the one that I had talked to first. Then yesterday, I got another phone call during work hours (for me) and another lady (same one????) asked the same questions! Today, I have yet been able to connect and I have 2 more days before my original flight time and tour booking in Egypt occurs. Garnet and I wait….. I think it will either be, that they have just put a face (or a voice) on their ‘effort’ to attempt to replace my flight, or maybe I will have six seats or more, booked in my name. I am resigned to the fact that if they do not give me replacement flights, that my money is lost on the flights and I will not be able to recover my deposit to the Egyptian tour company either – and will probably just go back to work and send Garnet to school rather than spend our time here at home. Getting a flight anywhere now would be silly-expensive.