We are well into the Ramadan season for 2012. Drivers have not improved over the year, but I really didn't expect them to do so. Nice to be home for the weekend out of their way. I had hoped to go to the Tesco mall for a reflexology with my Thai therapist but when I began that journey after my school visit I found myself embedded in a non moving clump of vehicles in 2 legitimate lanes and 4 pretending lanes. My feet would not appreciate the reflexology enough to stay in that mess.So I found a way to get out of it and do a u turn on the highway and just head home. I stopped in at my trusty 2 ringgit shop to pick up a small watering can as my neighbour blessed me with a pretty little potted daisy sort of plant. I really don't appreciate that sort of plant - it requires too much attention from me. Anyway I thought I should at least try, so a watering can for the little lovely was in order. Now, for those of you who have been reading the blog since last year, you will recall my visit to that shop in mid August when I watched some grampa put his little granddaughters into some car car thing and then plug in the coins to make it start up. And the best of all was the singing of we wish you a merry christmas. It must be a Ramadan thing, because today, outside the shop was the same little piece of machinery but today it churned out 'away in a manger. There has to be someone, somewhere having a good chortle by putting these Christmas songs on kiddy rides and then shipping them off to a muslim country during Ramadan.
Christmas songs in July could bring a smile to one's face in a Christian community, but in July, in a muslim country is brings more than a smile.
from the last few days in Canada and forward, you can join me in my thoughts and actions as I learn how to live in a country that I had not even known the exact location until Ryan was there a few years ago. Some days I have rants and other days I have adventures, but every day is a learning experience that I embrace and thank God I was given the opportunity to know and to be. I might even upload a picture of me in this place I now call home – for now.
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