Most days in Saudi, I do okay. I get up, go to work, collect my daughter, cook dinner, do laundry, etc. Basically I am in a routine. It’s not the most exciting thing, but that’s life. Plus it is almost like a coping mechanism to deal with living a million miles away from home. When…
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Barefoot on a summer night
It can only be described as the perfect evening as I am sitting around with my loved ones, laughing and enjoying ourselves the same as we did in old times, before everyone got busy and wrapped up in their own lives. Everyone is so jovial, content just to be in each other’s company. I’d forgotten I…
What no one tells you about being an expat
When I was still new a co-worker invited me to an event under the notion that I wasn’t Muslim. As soon as she realized I was Muslim she basically gave me the ultimatum of taking my hijab off (not that eloquently- she told me to ask my husband if I could take it off, as if its his decision) or not coming at all. Clearly I chose the latter.
Mosque sick
Homesickness. It’s peoples number one excuse for why they don’t want to work in a new country. And to be honest when I first moved here I thought it would plague me. After moving to Qassim I was so upset I wasn’t in Riyadh I woke up from a dead sleep at 4am and cried…
Living arrangements
When I arrived to Buraidah, I wasn’t sure exactly what it would be like. I’ve heard that it is one of the most conservative cities in the world, so I have to admit I was a little bit nervous. Turns out I ended up living on a compound, which I have to admit is 1000x…