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Where did I park my car?
This is a typical view of a cr in Kuwait. Driving is just slightly crazy and traffic accidents are vast. A driver drives way toooo fast and ends up losing control, flies off the road and lands on its head.. tut tut. when will they learn? Do I feel Guilty Hi everyone again.. Thank you so much for coming back.. Ok here is the score. Back home in blighty I would spend my mornings getting Laila up dressed fed and ready for school, while rugby tackling my toddler into his half decent clothes and rolling the pair of them out the door and into the car (porridge oats in hair, toast up nose and looking like they had been dragged through a hedge backwards) all leaving myself 10 minutes to drive 20 minutes away to the school to post Laila safely through the gate before the bell went.. Yes for those of you paying attention I did miss something out. GETTING MYSELF DRESSED !! Race back home.. 2 minutes left before bell goes. take nighty off, throw tracksuit on, race back out the door in a blind panic and...... arghhhhh !! the bells has already gone and have to lie to her teacher.. "oh no car wouldn't start" Im not really such a bad bad disorganised mum...... Phew every day was just the same... toddlers who would rather put breakfast in a new hole they found on their body, 6 year old daughters who need to
The lady herself
This is me everyone. The lady of Leasure. It's ok to enjoy the things you ahve worked so hard for. Especially when they come so easy to everyone in Kuwait. look like a princess before they will eat breakfast and go to school...washig and ironing up to my earholes and drowning in a sea of dust and crushed cookies hidden behind things you wouldn't dream of looking behind. Hours and hours of tidyingt he house just so the kids can come home and wreck it all within minutes of being in the door. so you may be asking what this has to do with Kuwait... ok here goes.. This is my morning now:
I hear the alarm going off around 5.45am.. Slowly I crawl out of bed and roll in to the lounge.. Waiting for me is a lovely hot cup of tea and a huge smile from Grace and Laila (Grace is my angel maid). Laila is already dressed, brushed her teeth and had her hair brushed. She is just finishing her breakfast and chatting wildy to grace about what she will say to so and so at school today. I try and listen but my ears are sleepy and hazy. I drink my tea and slowly come to life while Laila gets her school bag on her back and waits for the toot toot of the school
Perfume anyone??
This is sucha nice guy. He stand in City centre in Salmiya and sells the most amazing perfumes and Oud (Kuwaiti oil smells lovely) and Bukhoor. They are more than happy for you to stand all day smelling and trying even if you don't buy anything. But they smeel amazing so you will be tempted. bus to arrive. YES a school bus. I don't have to fight with traffic, it turns up on time and drops off on time.. Laila hears the toot and gives me a big sloppy kiss on the cheek and shoots off down the stairs chased by grace to see her onto the bus. WOW.. Once Laila has gone i sneak back into bed for another hour and a half and wait for 7.30 alarm to go off when hubby gets up for work.. All the while my toddler Adam is still snoring in his bed. Bliss. Pure unadulterated bliss.
Then after husband leaves and grace has fed Adam his breakfast and dressed him for me, I slope off to a coffee morning with the British Ladies Society at the Al Corniche Club (one of Kuwaits most elite and expensive clubs) where we drink capuccino's and gossip the morning away watching the water fountains and pools outside scortching in the hot 40c sun thats avarege for this time of year. Once coffee morning comes to an end I drive with a friend to the super market and pic up a few things for super and basic essencials and enjoy the
Amazing View
This picture was taking from up inside teh towes. You cna see the Gulf Road running along the right of the picture. It was taken in december and you can still see people playing on the beach. Lovely weather. Im sure Kuwait will become a mini Dubai in the future. free time for just a little while longer. As we drive round up and down Gulf Road, we can see the sun sprkling off the cool crisp waters and see swimmers and children having fun in the hot blistering heat. Palm trees en mass every where and little straw huts litter the beaches to give supposed shade to needy weak expats who melt in the heat quicker than an ice lolly ona BBQ.
Now. Do I feel guilty.. NOOOOOO I think we should be feel lucky and thankful and sooo happy to have this oppertunity to relax and enjoy life and see it from the other side. To have a full time live in maid who does everything for you, To have the sea on your door step day in day out, to have the sun shinning high and smiling down on you every day, to have juice bars and coffee shops on every corner with staff just dying to serve you (not like back home when your putting them out and taking them away from reading their news paper). When a women goes to the petrol station she doesn't get out and fill the car, the assistent fills
Saddam !!!
This is my daughter Laila with the actual head of Saddam sent to Kuwait from the Iraqi's. You can find this at the Kuwait House of National Works in north Shuwaikh. it for her. You dont even get out to pay. When you go to the supermarket you dont empty your trolley and pack your bags or refil your trolley or carry your bags to the car or pack the car. There is someone employed to do all that for you (give them 1/4 for small shop or 1/2 kd for big shop tip). Life here is easy. Life back home is good but not as cushy. So many people give Kuwait a hard time and have a good old moan about hard ship and things they miss back home. For me the pro's far outweight the con's and the good people far outweight the bad. If and when my time comes to an end and I have to leave Kuwait, I will be a very sad lady. I have so many happy memories here already and it already feels like home. I have settled here nicely now and my children have moulded well to Kuwaiti life and like the culture very much. The food is amazing, the people are great, the culture is immensly interesting and sooo much to learn here.
So here it is all down in words
Pkayground Fun!
Adam and Laila having fun at the Yuam Al Bahar Village children's play area how I feel about Kuwait. How does Kuwait feel about me? well that's an entirly new entry altogether.
Until next time.. :D Lucy
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Sure
Sure. Life should be like this. Have a happy time in Kuwait. Cheers