Pooley's Sand Adventure
Saudi Arabia 2012-2013
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Nice Quote
Rasha Essam Al-Shawaf is a third-year Saudi medical student studying at
Alfaisal. She was interviewed by Arab News, on how her interest developed in helping her community in any way she can.
Rasha
has set an excellent example of the students we aspire to produce at
Alfaisal, and we commend her on the difference she has made in the
community. Please click on
the link to read Rasha’s interview.
We end by sharing by sharing a quote by Thomas S. Monson that Rasha makes a reference to in the article:
“Along
your pathway of life you will observe that you are not the only
traveler. There are others who need your help. There are feet to steady,
hands to grasp,
minds to encourage, hearts to inspire, and souls to save.”
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Friday, April 26, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Janadriya Cultural Festival
Janadriyah Festival Basket Weaver |
Ladies selling goods on the Street |
Gale, Garbin, and Hameed at Janadriya Festival |
Bedouin Men Socializing in Luxury Accomodations |
Why do you want our picture? DeAnna Julia, CeCelia, Keanna, Shahnaz |
World Famous Basket Weaver |
Happy Birthday to Meeeee! |
My Friend Shahnaz From Iran |
Is this Guy building a boat? |
CeCelia's beautiful henna in typical Saudi markings. |
Prayers Are Serious Business in Saudi! And Birthday Bashes
Hello Dearest Friends and Family,
Are
you so surprised to get another letter so soon? I've been thinking a
lot about this newsletter so I couldn't wait to send it to you. I have
been so amazed at the devotion of these people that I wanted to share
some thoughts with you.
When
we first arrived in Riyadh, the first thing everyone wanted to inform
us was about prayer time. As you know, Islam believes in prayer five
times a day. There is a mosque on almost every corner in Riyadh, some
very beautiful, some quite nice, and some just a portable trailer.
Prayers are broadcast through minarets (towers) in every neighborhood
starting at one hour before sunrise. This
means about 4:30 in the morning! I guess there are some advantages to
being hard of hearing, ha, ha. It starts with a male voice in a
sing-song manner announcing prayer. A few minutes later, the actual
prayer begins and this is also done in a song. It lasts for around 15-20
minutes. Men are expected to go to the mosque at the call with their
prayer rugs. Everyone leaves their shoes at the door. Women may also go
but they are off in a side room for their prayers, not the main hall.
Here
is Saudi, all business' are required to lock-up when the call to prayer
is announced. You can't get into any business during prayer time. If
you are already in the store when it
happens, you can't check out because all of the employees either take a
break or pray. They don't mind you shopping however because the crime
rate is pretty low. Who wants to shoplift when you may have your hand
removed in the public square by a razor sharp saber and an exact
executioner! No tempting thoughts here. I've never liked public displays
much anyway.
We
were in the grocery store during prayer time one day and they threw out
a large rug in the produce department and a bunch of employees were
kneeling, saying their prayers in their typical up and down motion,
touching their noses to the floor. What is truly amazing is that when
you are
caught in a store during prayer time, everyone becomes quiet, they dim
the lights, and there is almost a reverent feeling around you. I've seen
women praying on a rug in an aisle of the store, or in the corner of a
restaurant, or in the hall in the mall. It's quite a sight of devotion.
You just don't want to show up at a store before they close their doors
because you won't get in until 45 minutes later! In other words,
everything is planned around prayer time. Especially going out to eat
because you'll either have to wait or you won't get your food and you
know how much I like to wait for my FOOD!!!
So,
prayer happens five times a day and the times
change with the seasons. Gale has an application on his phone that
tells us when we can and can't go. It just makes it hard to plan
sometimes when you have to navigate the horrendous traffic on top of it.
That's another story for another day. We've learned to adjust and only
find it mildly inconvenient anymore. Other Islamic countries that we've
visited allow for the choice of the shop owner, which makes more sense
if you believe in freedom. I hear from my friend Shahnaz that Iran
doesn't require it either.
I
had a wonderful birthday, thanks to many who sent me good wishes. We
went to the Janadriyah Cultural Festival in the evening that was like
walking in a dream, it was so different. Maybe even like time travel or
something. I'll send some pictures. It was quite windy with a lovely
sandstorm blowing but that was part of the fun! Here's a great website
if you're interested in more info. It's like the county fair only bigger
with lots of artisans making crafts. We sampled more dates and types of
honey than I've ever had in my life. Because the dates are fresh, they
taste like caramel and I've never liked dates before. They have camel
and donkey cart rides for the kids, military museums, musical
performers, art galleries and a ladies only section that is heavily
guarded. (Sometimes men attempt to sneak in ).
The Muttawa were thick that night making sure no single men were
prowling the place. I don't know what they'd expect to see since all the
women are covered from head to toe! I frequently got stopped by women
asking if they could take our picture since we're light eyes. I told
them "Only if I can take your picture too!!" They always agreed and
would frequently say "Welcome to our country." It was my best birthday
ever.
If you have any other questions about anything, send me an
email. I love hearing from you. Let me know if the short video works.
Love,
DeAnna
Seeing Is Believing! Our Cruise from Dubai
Isaac Undercover in Old Souk |
Typical Arabic Architecture in Muscat, Oman |
Scary Squatty Potty |
Inside the Grand Mosque |
Julia and CeCe Enjoying the Dhow |
What Happened to the Trees? Swimming in the Strait of Hormuz |
Grand Mosque |
Is that a crab, Gale? |
Gale and DeAnna and Costa Atlantica |
Everything is glitzy in the Dubai Mall! Julia and CeCe |
Stationary Flying on Top of Burj Khalifa. Julia, CeCe, Isaac, DeAnna, Gale in Dubai |
Sunday, April 14, 2013
All Things Adventurous
Dearest Family and Friends,
I
hear Mom had a wonderful 90th birthday/Easter party at her home on
Sunday. It really meant a lot to her to have friends and family come and
celebrate her life. Thanks to everyone that made it possible.
We also visited the biggest mall in the world in Dubai. It was pretty impressive with all it's glitzy stores, movie theaters, ice rink, and large aquarium. You can pay money to put on scuba gear and swim with the sharks but I wasn't too interested. I do that everyday at home with three teenagers! We did run to the movie theater and had to watch two movies in a row since theaters aren't allowed in Riyadh. We saw "Jack the Giant Slayer" and "Oz the Great and Powerful." It was fun. We go to Bahrain on the 25th and we're looking for movie recommendations again.
So, to recap our Spring Break, we took a cruise from Dubai that took us to Muscat, Oman. This is the land that scholars believe Nephi built and sailed his boat. There is an oasis in the Southeast portion of Oman that looks like you could be in Hawaii complete with abundant wildlife. While there we visited the beautiful Grand Mosque which was built of a lovely white stone with a large room in the interior for prayer. It was beautifully decorated and the people were kind and helpful, answering our questions. Here we discovered the typical bathroom from around this part of the world and we didn't quite know what to do with it. (See picture). It has a hole in the floor which I guess you're supposed to squat over. The hose in the picture is where water squirts out to clean you off, no toilet paper included. It seemed like quite a messy affair and I was glad we didn't run into that problem again.
It was nice to be in a land where trees and flowers appeared green instead of the dusty apricot color of Riyadh. We also went to the old souk complete with narrow covered cobblestone streets, aggressive vendors trying to talk you into their store, and beautiful Arabic souvenirs that are hard to resist. Gale had to drag me by the arm to get me out!
We also visited Fujairah, and Khasab where we took a dhow on a boat ride. A dhow is a flat looking thing with two levels where they throw out Arabic pillows for lounging on. We had a school of dolphins who swam alongside our dhow complete with an arial show and friendly dolphin chatter. They sure are social critters. The dhow took us out to an island in the Strait of Hormuz where we abandoned ship and swam with colorful fish (hopefully none with sharp teeth). The older Scandinavian women all really enjoyed their dip in the cool waters and were the first to jump ship.
The next day we visited Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emerites where Gale rented a van and we drove all around looking for the brand new church building in an Islamic country. When we finally found it, we jumped out and jumped for joy! It's very beautiful and isn't your typical church building. We hope someday it may be converted to one of those other beautiful edifices we cherish. We spent the rest of the afternoon at the amusement park, Ferrari World, riding roller-coasters and looking at Ferraris from their beginning. It made me miss Lagoon. Sometimes the "old familiar" just feels nicer.
On Friday we went to a nice villa in Dubai for church meetings and met some very friendly members. Their villa was set up well for meetings and classrooms and they seemed to have more freedom to worship. It was such a nice day. No matter how much freedom they enjoy in Islamic countries, the no-proselytizing rule is strictly enforced. On Saturday we enjoyed our visit to Dubai Mall but didn't have the time to visit the mall with the ski resort. I guess I'll have to come to Idaho to visit a ski resort. Yippeeeeee!!!
As much fun as we're having traveling and seeing these most interesting things, I can't wait to get home in August. I miss you all so much. Please write when you get the opportunity and keep me informed of all the happenings at home. Before we know it, our airplane will be pointed at Idaho.
Love,
DeAnna and Family
Friday, March 15, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Julia's 16th Birthday
Our dear daughter celebrated her 16th birthday in Riyadh this week.
In the U.S. when you turn 16 you get to drive and date.
Not the case in Saudi Arabia.
So I took her to the Globe Restaurant for her first date.
(Jay accompanied us as the chaperone)
This restaurant is located at the top of the Alfaisaliah Tower.
The bright light is from Julia when they brought our her birthday cake.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Post Election Sunshine
I was feeling a little blue the day after the U.S. election.
However, all of my students were happy, so I gave them a pop quiz.
The College of Medicine here publishes a magazine.
I was looking through it and guess who was quoted?
Thomas S. Monson!
Along your pathways of life
you will observe that you are not the only traveler.
There are others that need your help.
There are feet to steady, hands to grasp,
minds to encourage, hearts to inspire, and souls to save.
Thank you President Monson for brightening my blue day.
I felt a little sunshine in the sunniest place on earth.
I also remembered that gas is only 40 cents a gallon and there are no taxes here.
Life is Beautiful no matter who wins or loses elections!
However, all of my students were happy, so I gave them a pop quiz.
The College of Medicine here publishes a magazine.
I was looking through it and guess who was quoted?
Thomas S. Monson!
Along your pathways of life
you will observe that you are not the only traveler.
There are others that need your help.
There are feet to steady, hands to grasp,
minds to encourage, hearts to inspire, and souls to save.
Thank you President Monson for brightening my blue day.
I felt a little sunshine in the sunniest place on earth.
I also remembered that gas is only 40 cents a gallon and there are no taxes here.
Life is Beautiful no matter who wins or loses elections!
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Bahrain Flying Building
Went to Bahrain for Girls Camp
Cool Building.
Propellers provide power for one lightbulb.
Al Gore would be proud.
Cool Building.
Propellers provide power for one lightbulb.
Al Gore would be proud.
If your vehicle stops running in Saudi Arabia
Here's what happens in Saudi Arabia when your mode of transportation stops running.
Use it up, wear it out, make it do or eat it for lunch.
Use it up, wear it out, make it do or eat it for lunch.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Rainbows in Riyadh
Today was amazing
It rained in Riyadh and then we saw a rainbow.
Two things I thought I would never see.
It rained in Riyadh and then we saw a rainbow.
Two things I thought I would never see.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Work and the Glory in Arabic in Riyadh
The other night on the local Arabic NBC channel, they showed Work and the Gory with Arabic subtitles. Imagine that!
Friday, September 28, 2012
Thank Heaven for Small Miracles
We
keep thinking about the beautiful fall weather in Idaho and missing
sweet corn and beautiful sunsets. It makes us miss home and all the
wonderful people we love.
I've
been trying to make a mental note about things that are interesting
here, so I thought I'd tell you about a few of them I've observed this
week. There are so many differences and yet
similarities that it's hard to believe we're actually in Saudi Arabia.
We
saw a man one morning in the breakfast room of the hotel that was
staring at us. That is not altogether uncommon since we are Americans
and blondes. Come to find out, he is from Iran and had been educated in
Arizona. Gale ran into him again at the University where he's a teacher
too, and he asked Gale if he was a Mormon. He said a couple of his
teachers in Arizona were Mormon and the best men he'd ever met, that he
could always spot a Mormon. Many men here are quite short and he only
stands about 5 feet 3 inches but this man has been an absolute lifesaver
to us. His name is Hameed and
since he speaks Arabic and English, has a car, and is a wheeler-dealer,
he's been a valuable help to us. He keeps finding us places to rent so
we've had a choice of a couple places. Otherwise, we would have been
lost. It's funny that a city this size (5,000,000) has so few options.
Unfortunately they don't have a craigslist or classifieds so everything
is pretty much done by the "who you know" method or who will tell you.
So
Hameed is now our new best friend and I think the prayers from home and
divine providence has helped us in our hour of need. I was seriously
beginning to think we would have to come home since we couldn't find a
place to live and hotel
life was getting old fast, but it looks like we'll be moving into our
apartment this week. We have to furnish everything but at least we don't
have to furnish the appliances and air-conditioners like some places
around here. We've been trying to buy things at IKEA but the store is so
packed with black and white (abayas and thobes) that you can't hardly
walk the isles. We may be sleeping on hard tile floors for a few weeks!
Carpet is a luxury here.
One
thing kind of funny I wanted to let you know about; men here hold hands
as an expression of friendship. Odd. You know they're not gay because
you can get your head removed for that. I'll try to take a picture
when I get the courage and send it to you.
Please
don't worry about us. There's a lot going on in the Middle East and
we've been advised to be a bit cautious, but Saudi is relatively calm
with none of the violence you're seeing on the news. It's happening in
the countries around us and we're praying it doesn't happen here, but so
far it's O.K. Saudis are very reliant on America for their wealth and
well-being. We'll be on a plane home at the first sign of trouble. They
actually treat Americans well here. It's the poor workers from other
countries that are treated poorly and with suspicion. You don't want to
be a Syrian right now.
Well, have a good week. We are thinking of home and good friends and family.
Hi Everyone,
Boy, I'm missing you. Most Saudis, Philippinos, Syrians, Yemenis, etc., speak a little English but it's very hard to communicate. It's especially frustrating when you get into a taxi and they take you to the wrong place. We wanted to go to Fuddruckers the other day and the driver never could find it, even though there's 10 of them in this city. They have just about every fast-food chain available here but the beef tastes different, more lean and chewy. Change is hard sometimes.
We are still in the hotel, but we're living day to day and working hard to find a place to live. We think we've found a place but the Saudis seem to move in slow motion and since there's a scarcity of housing options, everything is extremely expensive. They can also be dirty, but if they're new they want you to furnish the appliances, air-conditioners and the furniture, too. Most all villas are tile so I'll just have to wear my shoes all day and you know how much I care for shoes!
The best thing about being here is how different everything is. Most women are all covered, even their faces and some from head to toe with a veil. They look at it as a sign of modesty and tradition. There's an example for the young women! Men are in their white thobes with red and white checkered headdress and appear to be much cooler. The traffic is absolutely crazy with people driving all over the place at high speeds, but everyone seems to have a pattern that keeps them moderately safe. We witnessed a good crash in front of the hotel the other day and it took the police 4 hours to get there. The high-rise buildings are in the oddest shapes: one looks like a fish, one looks like a purse, one looks like a pyramid with a ball at the top, one looks like a space-ship. I want to send pictures as soon as I can get some decent ones. On almost every block, there are men in front of little Mom and Pop type stores where you can get just about anything. They might have a whole block of stores to buy dishes and the owners don't seem to mind the competition. We've ventured to a couple malls but not to the street stores.
The church members have been wonderful and they're about the only Americans we see around here. There's been lots of soccer players at the hotel since soccer is big in Riyadh. The Saudis love families and seem to spend a lot of time indoors with them in the heat of the summer. The climate is definitely a dry, arid desert with temperatures between 110 and 120 degrees in the summer. All you see are palm trees, scrubby bushes, and lots of orange, sandy dirt. Everything is different, that's the fun of it!
Boy, I'm missing you. Most Saudis, Philippinos, Syrians, Yemenis, etc., speak a little English but it's very hard to communicate. It's especially frustrating when you get into a taxi and they take you to the wrong place. We wanted to go to Fuddruckers the other day and the driver never could find it, even though there's 10 of them in this city. They have just about every fast-food chain available here but the beef tastes different, more lean and chewy. Change is hard sometimes.
We are still in the hotel, but we're living day to day and working hard to find a place to live. We think we've found a place but the Saudis seem to move in slow motion and since there's a scarcity of housing options, everything is extremely expensive. They can also be dirty, but if they're new they want you to furnish the appliances, air-conditioners and the furniture, too. Most all villas are tile so I'll just have to wear my shoes all day and you know how much I care for shoes!
The best thing about being here is how different everything is. Most women are all covered, even their faces and some from head to toe with a veil. They look at it as a sign of modesty and tradition. There's an example for the young women! Men are in their white thobes with red and white checkered headdress and appear to be much cooler. The traffic is absolutely crazy with people driving all over the place at high speeds, but everyone seems to have a pattern that keeps them moderately safe. We witnessed a good crash in front of the hotel the other day and it took the police 4 hours to get there. The high-rise buildings are in the oddest shapes: one looks like a fish, one looks like a purse, one looks like a pyramid with a ball at the top, one looks like a space-ship. I want to send pictures as soon as I can get some decent ones. On almost every block, there are men in front of little Mom and Pop type stores where you can get just about anything. They might have a whole block of stores to buy dishes and the owners don't seem to mind the competition. We've ventured to a couple malls but not to the street stores.
The church members have been wonderful and they're about the only Americans we see around here. There's been lots of soccer players at the hotel since soccer is big in Riyadh. The Saudis love families and seem to spend a lot of time indoors with them in the heat of the summer. The climate is definitely a dry, arid desert with temperatures between 110 and 120 degrees in the summer. All you see are palm trees, scrubby bushes, and lots of orange, sandy dirt. Everything is different, that's the fun of it!
Monday, August 27, 2012
Saudi NASCAR
Well we are officially on Saudi soil, or I should say Saudi sand.
The cab driver was the Saudi NASCAR champion.
80MPH and using two lanes all the way from the airport to the motel.
I thought DeAnna was going to jump out half way.
Even Isaac was impressed, he said it was better than any driving video game he had ever played.
Bill and Becky will be here tonight so things should get settled.
The cab driver was the Saudi NASCAR champion.
80MPH and using two lanes all the way from the airport to the motel.
I thought DeAnna was going to jump out half way.
Even Isaac was impressed, he said it was better than any driving video game he had ever played.
Bill and Becky will be here tonight so things should get settled.
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