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shadow play

Posted by rob on

was called in yesterday of a vehicular accident about a hundred kilometers from our location.  hurriedly,  i grabbed my trauma bag, a satellite mobile phone and the digicam.  on the way i was dead worried of the unexpected, i didn’t know on to what extent the injuries of the occupants of the vehicle were for i was not fed any specific details about it.  then i remembered i forgot my wallet and my iqama.  shit.  what if we need to go straight to the hospital?  i do not have a single riyal with me or my identification documents. 

then i saw the vehicle, as we got closer my worry was replaced with a sigh of relief.

vehicle

the occupants of the vehicle were okay, the passenger told me that their tire burst suddenly (most likely they were driving like crazy), driver lost control and the vehicle swerved and flipped on the other side of the skid road.  just see how lucky they are.

before we went back to the rig i managed to shoot a picture of my shadow in the desert sand.  i just love seeing that pattern the arid wind forms in the sand.

shadow

. . . very alien-like,  huh?!  haha.

the door

Posted by rob on

i was on my way last night to the main camp where most of the rig personnel quarters are located, it was still early, past 7:00 pm, i had to hand over one of the roustabout’s new work boots for he forgot it at the rig office.  when i was infront of his room, the door was slightly ajar and i noticed the light inside, i knocked softly then all of a sudden the door slammed and someone inside sort of hurriedly locked it.  i thought i disturbed him or something, so i waited for a while then knocked again – he needs the boots for work tomorrow so i knocked again, and again.  no answer.  well, fuck!  i left to go to the mess hall to have dinner but the room boy saw me.  he asked me what i was doing with the boots and told him what happened.  “let me knock on his door then”, he said “or else i will just open the door for i have the keys,” he added.  so, we went back to the room and i asked him, “nihardeen, knock first.” he did knocked twice, then just opened the door.

i peeked from the opened door and no one was inside.  “no one here.” the room boy said.  well i thought that was weird, because someone just locked the door and it is a difference of a few seconds when we went back and if someone was inside the room there is no other way to go and i will surely see him going out.  i told the room boy to put the boots in the bed and i just ignored what happened.

when i went to the mess hall i passed the recreation room – lain on the sofa, watching television was taha, the roustabout whom i had to give the boots to.  wtf?!

na’al

Posted by rob on

the saudi sandal is typically made from camel or cow leather, it differs from a regular sandal for it has a ring of leather that wraps around the large toe and the leather shield that covers the outer side of the foot. 

the saudis call it as na’al.