Luckily my mom is reading this. Which is why I cannot get away with anything. She may be 85 years old, but she can spell and she is good with definitions of words. Well, I tried. Typically, I make stuff up as I go along. I am sure my grandmother did a lot of that. But, not my mother! Obviously, to those of you who are in the "know", I will have to be more careful and make sure I check out my assumptions before I post.
I spelled "corniche" 2 different ways in my blog. That is easily corrected. But my definition was way off. A corniche is a waterfront promenade. You were correct, Mom!!! So, I will trust my mother to keep me on the right track. No doubt I will still put some thigs in here that are my imaginative explanations of things, but I will be careful now to do that only when my mother cannot check these things out!
I told you that his country is amazing with how fast things are being built and how work is ocurring 24/7. We witnessed an example last evening. It was close to a "miracle". Each night we walk to the grocery store. It's about 2 kilometers away. We walk around trenches, over dirt piles, under trees, in the street where the "sidewalk" is totally blocked, climb onto 2 ft ledges to go around obstacles --- all just to get to the store. Well, last night we took our usual route and all the "barriers" were removed. Like the parting of the Red Sea, we walked on a swept brick/stone walkway the entire way! And, no, it was not a different route. Now, that is amazing! Just to be sure, I will take note of the walk tonight. Perhaps they have installed a moving walkway by tonight! My mother cannot check this out, so you will have to trust me!
A final word for today. Perhaps I can get away with something. I just returned from police headquarters where my fingerprints were taken. The car driver told me to enter the VIP entrance which is a room full of cushioned seats, 3 men taking fingerprints, and all men waiting to be fingerprinted. Before I entered, I noticed there were also entrances for men only and women only. As I entered the VIP room, I was told I should go to the "ladies only" room. Seeing only men in the room, I was not persuaded. So, I told them "no, I am supposed to be in this room". With that, I was given a number just like the other men and waited for my turn. In about 10 minutes my number was called. I have never had my fingerprints taken before except for perhaps a thumb print. This involves every finger and your palm. The man tried mutiple times and my fingerprints kept getting rejected. Finally, he told me to take "medicine" and come back in 10 days and try again! I started to wonder if perhaps the VIP room contained machines that could only read men's fingerprints, so I was doomed from the outset. The "medicine" is actually vaseline for my hands. I have to buy some and apply it for the next 10 days and see if my prints will appear with enough clarity to "pass" the test. That is not good, since this delays just about everything, but especially getting a driver's license and car!!!! I like the show "CSI - Miami". Based on my experience with that show, I think this means that if I do something I should not do and leave behind my fingerprints, they cannot be traced. At least not until I apply vaseline to my hands.
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