

Tomorrow, I’m scheduled to go and get my permanent driving license – now that I have my residency card, I qualify. I’ll also be making a stop at the bottle shop to become a “legal” buyer of alcohol and tack onto Thierry’s license as a “family” buyer.
Construction and road closures/diversions here are crazier than ever and the buzz is out that the city is not going to be ready in time for the Asian Games. Boy, it’s going to be GREAT once they finish that road just outside our bedroom window! The trucks and jackhammers start at 5am. We live between two stadiums, one of which will host the opening ceremonies, so you KNOW this road just outside our window HAS GOT to be impressive!!! Hoping for a lot of trees and greenery. Speaking of, our garden is k…i…n…d of taking off. I am out watering every morning at 6a (beating the heat) and talk about watching a garden grow…
We’ve decided to buy a car, so being that Mitsubishi is handling the sales of Harley Davidson’s here in Qatar, we’re sticking with them. The original HD dealer we visited when we first arrived lost its license so there is a new showroom going up in Al Wakra. Thierry and I were thinking that maybe when I return from summer vacation in Sept, I could jump into Sales for them, we’ll see. Anyway, with a 4x4, the type of car we are buying, we’ll be safer. I know I’ve already told you this, but people drive like maniacs here! Even when an ambulance or police car passes you from behind, you can count on a line of SUV’s following behind it trying to get through the paved way of traffic that the ambulance created so they too can pass everyone. Thierry nailed it accurately when he said that there was no respect here for your neighbor. No one seems to care about rules here. Say there are 3 lanes of traffic backed up for a ¼ mile waiting to go around a roundabout, to avoid waiting, someone will inevitably drive up over a curb and out onto the desert rock/sand. The trouble is, if it bothers you, and a lot of times it does, you can drive yourself crazy - one just needs to let it go – “not my battle.” There just seems to be a lot of ego here, and we all got one, know what I mean?
See you!
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