Monday, November 25, 2013
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Last night I am busy starting my packing, when the whole building began to shake. A lamp fell off the table and some other things on the table fell over. Earthquake.
Checked out the news and found it was a 4.3, big for Kuwait.
First floods and now an earthquake, I half expect a messenger to show up at the door and tell me that the Pharaoh says it is OK for me to leave.
I am trying, just 1 day left – hopefully I will be out of here before the frogs or locusts show up.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Kuwait, in an average November, gets ½ inch of rain. My best guess was that on the 18th we got 3”-5” of rain. The desert is just not built to absorb it, the infrastructure is not built to handle it and it sends people into a semi-appropriate panic. Imagine 6” of snow and ice falling on Miami.
Here are few pictures I took and some from tertiary sources on the internet (who did not credit them). It was something to see – best from a distance.
|There is a road there. Really.|
|This lake is the section of desert where I run Falkor.|
Humor in Chaos
Rain is in the forecast for the next 3 days, I leave in 5.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Within a week of arriving here in March 2012, I was told about a large vehicle graveyard of wrecked and burned out Iraqi armor and other military vehicles that existed out in the desert. I was a little incredulous because so many years had passed, but I was assured that the yard did exist. When you went to the yard, you were not supposed to go alone because if you wanted to get out and explore the vehicles, you needed someone with a baseball bat to watch your back due to the wild dogs. I tucked all this away in my psyche and hadn't given it any further thought until I took the trip down Highway 80. That made me decide it was time for me to try to find this vehicle graveyard
So, yesterday I jumped in my vehicle and headed off to find this place. I went alone, because I didn't plan on getting out and rummaging through the wreckage. In case you're wondering: Falkor has been staying with a coworker son for the last few days, because the coworker wants to see if he is responsible enough to maybe get his own dog in the near future.
I had been given additional directions on how to get to this place by several people so I took them to be the best information available even though none of them had ever personally been there. I drove off with exploration in mind. An explanation; For a long time none of the US military locations in Kuwait were marked at all. The way you found them was to be taken there by someone else and memorizing the landmarks along the way or getting directions from at least two people who agreed on the route. The reason they weren't marked was for security, but when you consider most of them are visible on Google Earth I'm not sure how much good it actually did.
|The rock at the turn off for The Rock|
One of the places I passed on my journey was the midway stopping point for most American military on their way to/from Afghanistan from/to the United States; Ali Al-Salem, a joint Kuwaiti and American base. It is also known to many U.S. troops as The Rock. This is where my son stopped while on his way to and returning from his tour in Afghanistan. The reason it is called The Rock, is because of a rather large rock that marks the turnoff to get to the base entrance. Now, there are actually signs that point you to the base and even one that says farewell as you leave.
I spent several hours, searching through the desert looking for this mysterious vehicle graveyard that was supposed to be out there. In the end what I saw was a lot of deserted desert. It is so austere out there that my camera’s panorama function would not work because it could not find any features to use as reference to segment the image. Occasionally, off in the distance, I would see Bedouin tents and herds of camels but aside from that there were miles of nothing except for me in the road. Overall, the driver was kind of relaxing but I was disappointed that I never found this mysterious vehicle boneyard that was the last remnants of the Iraqi invasion.
I am now at less than a week to go. Things appear to be moving faster as I pack, mail, and generally prepare to get out of here. I am getting a little hyped up.
It's A Simpson's Thing
As I walked out of the restaurant I said to the Indian waiter, “See you tomorrow Ragesh."
Shaking his head, he responded "No Sir, it is my weekend but my coworker Saed will take good care of you."
I smiled and nodded my understanding and said "Well, then enjoy your weekend."
With a broad smile Ragesh said "I will Sir, I enjoy weekends. I am not an Apu."
Monday, November 11, 2013
The counts of vehicles destroyed ranged from hundreds to thousands. Based on the pictures from the site, the wreckage consisted of at least 28 tanks and other armored vehicles with many more stolen civilian cars and buses filled with looted Kuwaiti property. An investigation after the war proved that many of the vehicles had been abandoned prior to their being destroyed. Many of the occupants of the vehicles escaped into the desert before the bombing even started and were later captured. Claims that tens of thousands of Iraqis were killed on the Highway does not agree with the fact that only 200-300 bodies were recovered.
This battle was lopsided as was evidenced by the eventual victory, but in war there are times when you are the favored, that does not mean you pull back -- it means you succeed while bleeding and dying less. Propaganda claims that Americans attacked surrendering Iraqi's were never found have any basis. The American military does not do that - ever. Once the aggression by the invading force ceased, so did American neutralization of the aggressors.
Since Veteran's Day found me still in Kuwait, I decided to make the trek along Highway 80 up to the Iraqi border. Once I got beyond the outskirts of Al Jahra, there was very little remarkable about the route which consisted primarily of a few small pit stops and some oil drilling operations. I did come across a Kuwaiti army base which had a large observation blimp tied to his mooring; I saw two other smaller Kuwaiti bases along the way whose primary function is probably guarding this route.
At no time did I ever see any traces of the vehicles that had been destroyed along the route, my guess is that enterprising bedouin had probably sold them for scrap over intervening decades. I did however see a small settlement that had obviously been destroyed by explosives (above, the two pictures on the bottom row).
I was surprised when I came across this sign, it was one of several that pointed to this ranch all of which had the same message across the top. The road leading to the ranch was a sandy trail so I decided not to pursue it further rather than risking getting lost in the desert. I guess it was appropriate that I found this sign on Veterans Day – – it is nice to know that what we did here was appreciated.
Eventually, I came to the checkpoint at the end of the road which was also the entry point into Iraq. Rather than cruising right up to the checkpoint, I opted to be a bit more discreet and simply turned around and headed back.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
With only 14 days left I have reached that point when I needed to ship my stuff home. I really didn't have a whole lot of stuff here because the government provided most of the furniture that I've been using during my tour. However, there were a few things that I picked up along the way as well as a few things that I brought with me to make my life a little more comfortable – – La-Z-Boy recliner – – never leave the United States without one.
At the end of the packing part of this exercise, comes what I refer to as the Tetris part of the day. All of the boxes that had been created are taken outside of the house and put in a stack next to a truck that has large wooden crates on it. When we traveled from Germany we had an entire 40 foot tractor-trailer full of crates. This time, I have one and about a quarter.
As you can tell from the pictures, the actual loading is done by one or two people with everyone else standing around lending advice on what box should go where inside the crate. As with any job that has a team working on it, there are more people providing advice than doing the actual labor.
|Check out the little glasses they drew to augment the "Fragile"|
Since most of my boxes were just square boxes, it was not as difficult as some of my prior moves when I had odd shaped furniture, grandfather clocks, and wall units. I think they did a much better job with a small box them with the big one – – but in the end both boxes were full and nailed shut. I will see them again in about three or four months when they complete their sea journey back home.
At this point, I am living out of a suitcase and a couple of cardboard boxes. Most of the comforts I chose to keep are the electronics that provide some entertainment as well as connectivity to family and friends.
Just two weeks to go. I still have a few things on my Kuwaiti Bucket List, but at this point I'm not sure if I will get to finish any of them. One of the things that I did keep out was my dishadasha and gutra in case they are needed for some reason. I think even if I don't have a reason to put them on to complete a bucket list item, I may go out dressed in them one evening. There is a shisha bar (hookah) nearby that might be an appropriate place to spend a few hours one evening dressed as a local and people watching.
For the record, I am down to four items on my Kuwait Bucket List and, as it would be expected, they are the most difficult to complete.
* Tour the oil refinery at Shuaiba. I would like to be able to take pictures, but I am more interested in learning how all of that stuff works. I have been driving by it twice daily for the last 18 months and I am curious.
* Attend a traditional Diwaniya (or Dewaniya). This is supposed to be a big part of a Kuwaiti man’s social life. Willing to wear a dishadasha if needed.
* Take a ride on a Dhow. It is the traditional watercraft of Arabia.
* See the inside of a real Kuwaiti home.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
After returning from Bahrain, I have been busy trying to close out the last few things that need doing prior to moving out of my Villa in preparation for my departure from Kuwait. Because I am getting so short, my attitude towards some of the hassles that I am dealing with has shifted from one of trying to repair it or make it better to one of just giving up and doing it so I can get the hell out of here. I think that is a majority of the reason why a lot of the BS associated with departure never seems to change. Once you get to that point, you are no longer interested in fixing it and are just willing to endure it.
I have been thinking about the things that I will miss when I leave here, and there are more than a few. I am also writing an entry that I'm calling Bitches, Moans & Complaints - but I will hold that until I am safely at least halfway across the Atlantic Ocean towards the United States.
Stuff that has made my stay in Kuwait better...
Advocates for Westerners-Arab Relations (AWARE)
I have talked about this organization repeatedly during my tour because every time that I have participated in one of their events I've had a great time and I have learned something. They are super group of people who are doing a great job at helping Westerners understand and appreciate the culture of Kuwait and Arabia as a whole. I have learned about Eid, Ramadan, Iftar, Kuwaiti Cuisine & Culture, plus took a great tour of the Kuwait Grand Mosque all through AWARE. I thank them for all the wonderful learning experiences that I have enjoyed while I have been here and I direct anyone who is in Kuwait towards them as a source of information and understanding.
This is without a doubt my favorite fast food place in all of Kuwait. Shwarma is basically a sliced meat sandwich served on the piece of flat Arabic bread with lettuce and onions and maybe some sauce. The meat is cut from a rotating large vertical spit. If you've ever had a Gyro, that is a Greek version of a Shwarma. It is usually rolled up rather than folded, and you usually only have a choice of meats. Shwarmaji takes it a little further by giving you a lot of options as to how your sandwiches made.
First you get to choose the bread, to include French bread if you so desire. Next you choose your meat, beef, lamb, or chicken (Nope, no pork). Then you get to choose all of the things that go on top of it like parsley, spicy pickles, hot chili relish, tomato, and onions. To top it all off you choose your own sauce – – I like the white garlic sauce – – and then they put the sandwich in a Panini warmer for a few minutes and your feast is ready. I took my son here on his way home from Afghanistan and he liked it so much he briefly thought about opening one in the United States.
Located in Mishref, at the Food Circle near the athletic club.
Anwar Al Taiyeb International Jewelry Shop
Located in the heart of the Fahaheel Bazarre is Anwar Jewelry Shop. The proprietor, Moiz, has always provided me with fair service and a quality product. He works with his nephews Paras and Husain. A majority of the things that I've gone there for have been custom jobs, to include rings that I designed myself. Any time I have ever brought in the drawing and said "Can you do this?" The answer was always the same "Of course, it will be ready in a week". A lot of people I work with have also had very positive experiences working with Moiz -- and of course have enjoyed the end product.
If you are looking for custom jewelry, just a chain or a pair of earrings – – I heartily recommend going by Shop 10 and taking a look.
Fahaheel Bazarre, Shop 10-11
I've always liked Bahrain ever since my first trip there in 2001. It is a unique place with very friendly people and some really great restaurants. Every time I've gone there, I have found something new and different and enjoyed it immensely.
This last trip, one of my teammates and I went out to a restaurant called LaMer at the Sofatel. It was a different spin on the idea of the buffet. It was a long table heaped with raw seafood and shellfish. You picked out what you wanted in whatever quantity and then handed off to a chef at the end of the table with instructions on how you wanted it prepared. I had the lobster and prawns grilled. In addition, the was a long table with appetizers which included sushi and a dessert table that I never bothered with because I was so full from everything else.
More next time, to include some Blogs that have been helpful and entertaining, the people, and favorite things to see.
Picture Of The Week
|Van Gogh does Batman. Awesome.|