Lately I have been waking up early, but this morning was an early wake up to go to the airport to pick up another worker for the project.
Yet again, the whole language barrier thing is getting to me. Everytime a Djiboutian comes up to me he mumbles something and then asks "ok?" and he does it a bunch of times not just once. So, I eventually just say "ok" and they pat me on the back smile and walk away. Now when they do that I begin to worry, that I might have just sold my soul to a gypsy or some voo doo witch doctor. I havent felt any strange pains...yet.
Anywhozer, you know...back in the states everybody seems to get a little tense if they see a middle eastern person get on a plane with them, which is sad, because for all you know it could be a mexican! But, this morning at the airport I was probably the only american there, and getting a TON of stares (so I felt the return on this side of the world)... mainly from the the muslim extremists, but I just smiled and nodded to them as they walked by.
Luckily, I arrived at the airport early enough to hear the Muslim prayers...or chants. The muslims use a loud speaker, to broadcast the prayers. Not to be disrespectful to the muslim religion, but to me the muslim prayer sounds like a drunken man who stole a bull horn and started shouting "sha la la la la la sha ma la la la alah", it was interesting to hear, and at 5:00 in the morning my brain is thinking "WTF?!".
And once again Daallo airlines was LATE once again! about 2 and a half hours late, and they lost one of our guys bags, like normal. Daallo is notorious for that, do not fly Daallo. The mosquitoes and flies once again were horrible. That Djibouti International Airport for you!
Yet again, the whole language barrier thing is getting to me. Everytime a Djiboutian comes up to me he mumbles something and then asks "ok?" and he does it a bunch of times not just once. So, I eventually just say "ok" and they pat me on the back smile and walk away. Now when they do that I begin to worry, that I might have just sold my soul to a gypsy or some voo doo witch doctor. I havent felt any strange pains...yet.
Anywhozer, you know...back in the states everybody seems to get a little tense if they see a middle eastern person get on a plane with them, which is sad, because for all you know it could be a mexican! But, this morning at the airport I was probably the only american there, and getting a TON of stares (so I felt the return on this side of the world)... mainly from the the muslim extremists, but I just smiled and nodded to them as they walked by.
Luckily, I arrived at the airport early enough to hear the Muslim prayers...or chants. The muslims use a loud speaker, to broadcast the prayers. Not to be disrespectful to the muslim religion, but to me the muslim prayer sounds like a drunken man who stole a bull horn and started shouting "sha la la la la la sha ma la la la alah", it was interesting to hear, and at 5:00 in the morning my brain is thinking "WTF?!".
And once again Daallo airlines was LATE once again! about 2 and a half hours late, and they lost one of our guys bags, like normal. Daallo is notorious for that, do not fly Daallo. The mosquitoes and flies once again were horrible. That Djibouti International Airport for you!
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