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Living, working, and traveling in the Middle East…

What makes White so right? April 27, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — karidoesabudhabi @ 9:07 am

It seems like the whole world has an issue with color. The Asian people want white skin. The Arabs want white skin. The Indians won’t marry you if you’re too dark. The black Americans and the Jamaicans want to be “red” or ”high yellow”. And I’m sure the list would go on if I met more people of different nationalities.  I recently read an article about how Jamaican women are using skin whiteners to lighten their skin, even they have been warned of the negative effects. It’s becoming a major phenomenon with results ranging from discoloration due to creams mixed and sold on the streets to stretch marks, even from the creams bought in stores. While this obsession with being lighter doesn’t apply to every person within a specific race, it’s definitely an issue that is prevalent in many different ethnic backgrounds.

But, I don’t get it. What makes White so right?  If it’s right at all. Some people attribute it to slavery days. In America, the lighter slaves were allowed to work in the house, which enabled them to keep their light skin tone because they weren’t working outside under the hot sun. Some might say the same of Arab countries, as they too owned slaves. The slaves, being of a lower class (if they were considered a class at all) were forced to work outside, while those who could afford slaves and those from better homes were kept indoors, living their cushy lives.

Then we have India, of course, which still operates on a Caste system, clearly separating people by social class and hindering one’s ability to “move up the ladder”. Not surprisingly, the upper caste, is of a lighter complexion. I still don’t understand how Indians stare and point at black people because of our skin color when many of their own are just as dark, sometimes darker than us. But I digress; again, one would argue that it is the difference in their traditional jobs that causes the change in complexion. Clearly, a farmer would be darker than a priest as he spends much of his time in the sun. But all in all, I’m not buying it. There’s more to it than that.

As for the Asians, I don’t know if the desire for lighter skin is as popular as it is in other countries but I know it definitely exists. I saw it and discussed it briefly with a Thai woman while visiting Phuket.  But why? It’s a worldwide “belief” and in the many years since slavery, the years since the whites invaded countries and took over, the many years since blacks were freed and started pro-black movements to raise their own self image, things haven’t changed much. Unfortunately,  in the eyes of many, white is still right.

 

Visiting Qatar… April 10, 2011

Filed under: Traveling — karidoesabudhabi @ 8:53 am

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I’ve been MIA for a minute. Not a good start to my blogging career, but i’m back :-) .

So a couple of months ago, in February, we had a long weekend here in the gulf due to the Prophet Muhammad’s birthday. My friend, Lynea and I decided to take a trip over the water to Qatar and see what was going on over there. With all of the unrest in the Arab countries as of late, our families were a bit worried about our safety. But being over here, the feeling is completely different so we had no worries. As we heard while we were over there, the people of Qatar shouldn’t be complaining to much as their government has a ridiculous surplus of $10 billion or so.

Anyways, as we thought, there was no need to fear. We Americans were welcomed with open arms. Sadly, though there really wasn’t much to see in Qatar. We visited the capital city, Doha and from what we heard, that’s really all there is to Qatar other than the desert of course. We opted to skip the camel rides and desert safaris as we have enough of those here in the UAE. Instead, we hired a guy to give us a tour of the city. If nothing else, the tour was thorough. He told us everything…and I mean EVERYTHING we could possibly want to know about Qatar, the US, and everywhere in between. I can’t remember his name but he was a pretty good tour guide although he talked to much and I swear he farted twice while we were in the car (Really, not good for business).

Where did we go? What did we do? Well, we visited the Islamic museum,

The Pearl, an area they’ve built up which consists of overpriced condos and high end stores that the average person can’t afford. They also have an area called Culture City. This was really nice. It has an amphitheater, a gorgeous golden mosque, an indoor theater for plays, operas, etc, a private beach, and what turned out to be our final destination, a seafood restaurant where you walk in, choose your fresh seafood, and they cook it for you on site. The restaurant was pretty good but the food could have used a little salt.

Finally, our last day there, we took a boat ride across the water just for the hell of it and then later headed to the souk. This was probably the highlight of the sightseeing. Men clothed in the traditional dress performed while another sang. The souk in the evening is the hotspot. Everyone was out with their families, just enjoying shopping, eating, and socializing. It was definitely more of a traditional souk than what you find in the UAE but they’ve clearly taken the time to keep it up to date and interesting for the locals and tourists. We walked around and bought a few souvenirs, then khalas, enough of that.

Oh, I totally lied. This was the highlight of the trip! While we were out earlier in the day, we met some Qatari guys who wanted to take us out that evening. So after the souk, they called us and we met them outside. I was curious to see if they would meet us inside the souk, as there were a lot of locals there and they probably wouldn’t want to be seen with two American girls. That’s one area where the culture difference is very apparent. here, men hang with men, women hang with women. Any co-mingling….scandalous! Needless to say, they asked us to meet them outside.

So they show up in their truck, ready to pick us up and take us far out of the city so that no one would see us together. They even went to the trouble of taking the seats out of the backseat of the truck and putting down blankets and pillows for us to sit on so that no one would see us together! Are you serious??? Do I look like the chick that’s hopping into the backseat of a Jeep with no seats just to rendezvous with some random men? After some discussion on our part, they got a little perturbed that we implied that we didn’t trust them. “Oh, all the time we go out with American girls!”  ”Yalla, Mafi mishkala!” (Let’s go, no problem!) LOL! It was hilarious. Yes, no seats, the fact that you want to take me to some random beach far off in the middle of nowhere, the fact that you can’t be seen in public with me….ummm yeah, that’s all a problem. Oh well, I guess no dates with Qatari men for a while…that sucks because Ali (or Muhammad, or whatever his name was) was kinda cute too….

 

Moving to Al Ain March 14, 2011

Filed under: Life in Abu Dhabi — karidoesabudhabi @ 6:09 am

Backtracking again… September 10, 2010

 

So yesterday, we got the news. We’d all been anxiously waiting, praying, and hoping for the past one, two, and for some, three months. Where were they going to place us? Abu Dhabi, where all the singles hoped to be of course; Al Ain, where most of the families go; Or the one which would have had me on the next flight back to the good ol’ USof A, somewhere in the rural region of Al Gharbia or Madinet Zayed.

As luck would have it, they put me in Al Ain. 26, single, no kids, only a few friends also headed there and I will soon find myself on a bus to a town an hour and a half away from the city. A town whose highlights consist of a classical music festival, a camel trading market, and a group of expats who started an archeological club. Oh, and let’s not forget a mall and a whopping SIX bars. Woohoo! Yes, let the fun begin.

Oh and let’s not forget the perks! I now get to live in whatever housing they have chosen for me. Assuming I’m placed in the same housing as the first group, this will consist of a very nice (at least on the interior) villa, quite possibly a two bedroom (much larger than any place I’d have In AD) directly on the border of another country, Oman. Ooh, and a “labor camp” (as it has been described) directly next door. Forgive me if I don’t sound absolutely elated about my prospective living conditions. Not being negative here, just realistic.

Oh wait! Al Ain also offers a much more “conservative” life. Dress is expected to be more modest and the likelihood of running into my students and their families on my off time is more likely due to the small size of the city. Reputation is everything in this country, unlike in the US where parents could barely give a care in the world what their child’s teacher does/wears in their free time. That should be interesting as well….

So here I am, five days (I think) in a new country and depression, boredom, and annoyance in general is setting in big time.  Today was a rough day. I’m going to need my liquor license very, very soon.

 

 

How much does money matter??? March 1, 2011

Filed under: Life in Abu Dhabi — karidoesabudhabi @ 4:28 pm

So I just got an email from this guy on a social networking site. He’s fairly good looking, from Pakistan, and looking for a girlfriend, of course as he is currently living in Abu Dhabi alone. The email as usual jumped straight to “will you be my girlfriend?” I think that’s absolutely hilarious. The men over here are ready to wife you in a matter of minutes (especially if you have a USA passport).

Nevertheless, in the email, he explains that he’s a really nice guy and he has a good heart. He goes on to state his salary. He wanted to put all of the information out there so that there would be no questions later. His salary: 2400dhs per month. In US dollars: $653 per month.

$653!!! A month!!! I can’t even imagine a salary so small, but sadly, it is the case for a large population of people working here in the UAE. Some make as little as 1000dhs per month ($273). While beyond meager earnings to me, many are happy to accept this salary and send the majority of it home to support their families in their home countries. But I could go on for days about the injustices and unfair salaries and practices going on over here. That’s another blog that I’ll write someday.

My question for you is…$653 per month, could you do it? What’s more important, finding true love, or being with someone who makes a good deal of money? Is love ever worth the sacrifice of stability or luxury? What do you think?

 

Support Team Potbelly Feeders! February 28, 2011

Filed under: Giving Back! — karidoesabudhabi @ 5:06 pm

As you may or may not know, I lead a women’s social group back in the states called, Metro Atlanta Ladies’ Night. Luckily, in my absence, my good friends and assistant organizers, Dee Dee and Shaletha are running the show for me! They along with another member, Jamillah, are maintaining our efforts to give back to the community by leading a team of walkers to raise money for the Atlanta Hunger Walk.

 

Please take a minute, click the links and join our team, or just make a donation. All donations will go to the Atlanta Community Food Bank to help feed the hungry and underpriveleged in our own neighborhoods. Thanks for your help! :-)

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As part of MALN’s continued mission to incorporate community/charitable events, we are participating in the Hunger Walk/Run 2011. We did the event last year and had a great time, and we raised a whopping $1,000+. This year we will be supporting Jamillah, one of our fellow MALN members, and walking with her team Pot Belly Feeders.

To OFFICIALLY join Pot Belly Feeders, please visit the team site and REGISTER.

Click on

http://acfb.convio.ne

Next click “Join Jamillah’s Team.”

The above link is where you will go to join our team if you want to participate in the walk.

We will be walking for the Atlanta Community Food Bank. The event is free to registrar and free to park. The event will be held at Turner Filed on March 13 at 12 pm, and end at 4 pm.

We will participate in the walk rather than the run. However, you can participate in the run as well and still be apart of our team, just be mindful the run has a registration fee of $25. The walk/run is a 5K and the route is through the city, around the state Capitol. The event happens rain or shine, so please dress for the weather.

This is a very family friendly event and attracts walkers and runners from 8 months to 88 years old! They even have a family fun area at Turner Field full of carnival games and entertainment along the route too!

You, your family, friends, co-workers, etc. can also go to our team site to make a donation.

If you prefer to donate rather than walk, please click on

http://acfb.convio.net/goto/potbellyfeeders

The team goal is $500. However, if we raise more than that it would be super duper great!

All walkers who raise or contribute $25 or more will receive a free Hunger Walk t-shirt on the day of the walk. If you’re a runner, your registration fee entitles you to a t-shirt the day of the event. Print out your confirmation and bring it with you on March 13th to receive your t-shirt.

More info on the event can be found at http://www.hungerwalk

More info on the Atlanta Community Food Bank can be found athttp://www.acfb.org/

Thanks,

MALN

 

 

Venturing Out… February 23, 2011

Filed under: Life in Abu Dhabi — karidoesabudhabi @ 4:12 pm

September 4th (or 5th…or something like that…), 2010

So today I finally ventured out further than the hotel and the nearby Souk. We went to Marina Mall, which includes a Carrefour  shopping store (their version of Wal-Mart). After spending almost $25 on a turkey sandwich and fries today, it was time to hit up the grocery store. Bread, turkey, cheese, doritos, and cookies: 46 durhams. Basically, 12 bucks. We’re working on a budget here. No more $25 turkey sandwiches. Oh, but here’s the other hard part, I’m going to be big as a house when I get home, or flat broke. If I buy US products, the cost is super high. BUT, all of the local foods’ labels are written in Arabic! How the hell am I supposed to know how much fat is in a serving of chips??? Grrr…I’ll have to work on that one.

The highlight of the trip though was talking to the cab driver. He was a very cool Pakistani man. It’s so interesting to hear where others are from and their experiences. He told us that the rest of his family is still in Pakistan and they live in a very dangerous area. They live in fear of bombs going off near their home. That’s something that as an American especially, I can’t even imagine. Needless to say, he has no intention of ever returning home. Rather than be subjected to that, he would rather stay here in AD, working 15 hour days for minimal pay. He was so happy to get a few dirhams as a tip. It’s really a big culture shock to see how grateful those working here are for what in America, the server would probably leave on the table, considering it an insult.

Oh yeah, the mall. We weren’t there long.  I spent most of my time in line at the Etisalat counter trying to get a new SIM card for my blackberry. After about an hour of waiting, I got it, waited an hour, tried to use my phone and YAY!!!….it doesn’t work. Guess I’ll have to stick with Skype until tomorrow when I head back so they can figure out what’s wrong with it.

We had dinner in the food court. (They even had a Popeye’s!!!! Woohoo! )One of the young ladies is doing a video blog of her experiences and how we are reacting to our new surroundings. It should be pretty cool; I answered a few questions for her about my take on women and religion; my two favorite topics but that’s a whole other blog.

 

The Red Pump Project Atlanta February 22, 2011

Filed under: Giving Back! — karidoesabudhabi @ 7:29 pm

“The Red Pump Project raises awareness about the impact of HIV/AIDS on women and girls. Red Pump uses the red shoe as a symbol of empowerment to represent women affected directly and indirectly with HIV/AIDS.

This year, a good friend of mine, Nakeesha Speed has  recently been appointed Red Pump Project Ambassador for Atlanta. (http://www.theredpumpproject.org/) Looking at the statistics, She  has a huge task before her and is asking for some much needed support, prayers,and well wishes as she continues to educate and empower about a disease that affects us all!

On the evening of March 11th, Red Pump Project Atlanta will host a wine tasting/fundraiser in conjunction with National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS Awareness Day as well as introduce Red Pump Project Atlanta to the city as we forge alliances in preparation of hitting the pavement educating, testing, and raising awareness. Atlanta ranks eighth among the nation’s metro areas in its ratio of HIV infections to overall population and Georgia ranks in the rate of HIV infections for teens ages 13-19 as well. Stems and Stilettos is a perfect event to raise both funds and awareness in a relaxed and welcoming atmosphere. RPP will host mainstream Atlanta ranging from ages 21-40, both men and women alike. Guests will include Atlanta’s socialites, community partners, as well as public health professionals. Wine-tasting, music, giveaways, and entertainment will be provided. So Taste-T cupcakes will share their signature cupcake benefiting our chosen community partner, Aniz, Inc.- http://www.aniz.org/ (If you are not in Atlanta, share with your friends/connections in the area and donate please!!) 

http://stemsandstilettos.eventbrite.com/

Live well!!
 

Stepping off of the plane… February 22, 2011

Filed under: Life in Abu Dhabi — karidoesabudhabi @ 6:13 pm

September 4, 2010 (Or something like that):

We arrived in Abu Dhabi around 10pm the following night. Nothing could have prepared me for what was about to happen to me. I gathered my work visa and my bags and followed the company reps outside to the busses. Do you remember elementary school? Do you remember them telling us that in the desert, it’s hot in the daytime and it gets really cold at night? Well guess what? They lied! Straight through their teeth! OMG! That 125 or 140 (or 180, because that’s what it felt like) degree heat hit me in the face so hard, I was sweating before I stepped one foot out the door. My glasses fogged up and the sweat trickled down my back as I tried to find my way to the busses, all the while wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into…

So after the surprise of the desert heat, we were shipped off to The Fairmont- Abu Dhabi. Luckily, I had gotten in touch with a few girls from Facebook prior to the trip, so i’d already made a few friends. Shani and I latched onto each other those first few days as we tried to get used to hotel life. The Fairmont was absolutely gorgeous! I found myself thinking “hmmm…a girl could get used to this…” Five star treatment (at least from the Fairmont staff); the answer to everything was “yes, madam.” Loved it! Although, I must say that the initial excitement of a free mini vacation was short lived.

We arrived in AD right at the end of Ramadan. This is a period in the ninth month of the Islamic calendar that calls for fasting from sunup to sundown. The Muslims take it very seriously (i even have an alcoholic friend in the US who won’t touch a drink during this time; that has to be a difficult feat for someone who typically puts vodka in their water bottle while at work!). Anyways, we all found ourselves dressed in skirts to our ankles and shirts to our nick,  sneaking into the bathroom or upstairs to our rooms during orientation so that we could grab something to eat. It was definitely going to be interesting trying to understand and conform to the new culture, but a challenge that I think most of us were willing to face. So far, we weren’t doing too badly.

 

 

The journey begins… February 22, 2011

Filed under: Life in Abu Dhabi — karidoesabudhabi @ 9:28 am

September 3, 2010

Departing Atlanta, GA: 4:15pm

Delayed. Of course.

I made it to the Chicago airport for my transfer with little time to spare. I picked up my bags, and ran to the Etihad desk. To my surprise, no one was there to check me in. I had to practically walk around the counter to get someone’s attention in the office. She told me that the plane was boarding and I’d have to run if I wanted to catch the flight. In the haste to check in, she didn’t weigh my carryon (lucky for me since it was well over the allotted 15lbs.).I ran to security, got stuck behind an Arab man who was immediately stopped, questioned, and escorted to a room for more questioning. Thank God for an American passport. I breezed through security and made it to the gate with a few minutes to spare.

The plane was jam packed. Of the 1500 (supposed) teachers that were hired, a few hundred were definitely on this flight. I found my seat fairly quickly and settled in for the longest flight of my life (or so I thought at the time). Fifteen hours of my legs being crammed into this tiny little space, laptop under the seat, and freezing cold, I slept. And I slept and I slept. What else is there to do on a flight that long?

All the sleep paid off in the end. Abu Dhabi is at least eight hours ahead of Atlanta so the extra sleep should have thrown me off but anyone who knows me knows that I can always sleep, even if I just woke from an 8 hour nap.

 

 

 

It’s about time! February 22, 2011

Filed under: Life in Abu Dhabi,Uncategorized — karidoesabudhabi @ 8:46 am

Yes, i’ve been promising to start blogging since long before I hopped the Etihad flight to the UAE. And here we are, six months later. I’m just starting. So sue me; i’m a little late. :-P

But I promise, i’ve been keeping a half written, half mental, (half forgotten) log of all of the drama, fun, and straight crazy stuff that happens over on this side of the world. Don’t worry, i’ll backtrack a little so that you don’t miss a thing! ttys!

 

 
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