Last weekend (remember in Saudi it’s Wed-Thu) we had the opportunity to attend a social gathering at a certain European country’s embassy in Riyadh. It felt a bit strange to be walking to the embassy on the street in DQ (Diplomatic Quarter = where all the embassies are) in nothing but a spaghetti strap dress… Strangeness turned into a feeling of doing something outright sinful when we rounded the corner and there were three Saudi soldiers in the middle of evening prayers on the ground.
What a strange moment with them taking care of their daily religious responsibilities on the ground and us going to a social gathering where let’s admit it, we didn’t drink lemon juice all night. These are the very soldiers who man the guns if someone decides to attack the embassy with us inside. It really felt like there was some kind of an unspoken conflict of interest there.
What a strange moment with them taking care of their daily religious responsibilities on the ground and us going to a social gathering where let’s admit it, we didn’t drink lemon juice all night. These are the very soldiers who man the guns if someone decides to attack the embassy with us inside. It really felt like there was some kind of an unspoken conflict of interest there.
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