There are three "American" businesses in Yemen: KFC, Pizza Hut, and Baskin Robins. Hilariously they are hardly similar to the equivalent restaurant found here. For instance, when you go to KFC the only choices are fried chicken, fries, and a biscuit, which of course isn't out of the norm, but the fact that that is basically the only choice on the entire menu cracked me up--almost as much of this photo which includes the KFC with the President's Mosque in the distance.
I love Henna, all day every day. It strangely reminds me of my obsession with doodling on my hands and arms in sharpie markers in middle school, except better--OBVIOUSLY!
You get really creative when attempting to entertain yourselves in Yemen. So, there was a "Deadwood Saloon" Murder Mystery dinner party, which rocked. We took it very seriously if you couldn't tell by our sweet costumes. What you cannot tell by these photos is who awesomely in character we remained the entire evening. Such great fun and soon to come to Austin!
Hanging out in the guard shack speaking Arabic with the guards, specifically Hesham and Marzuq, until the wee hours of the morning is something that I miss the most. When you make friends in another language there is just something extra-special about it.
The highway that is also used for irrigation and drainage during the rainy season is sometimes both at once when unsuspecting drivers find themselves trapped in a flash-flood type situation!
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