So I'm home…
My flight was really tiring. I was stuck with aisle seats on both flights; I was busy guarding my elbows from runaway carts. I sometimes think that flight attendants secretly enjoy it when they see passengers twist in their seats, clutching their throbbing elbows after being hit by the clunky trolleys.
I like Frankfurt airport. They have a lot of chocolate shops which is lovely, and especially appreciated by someone like me. But they do not have any chairs. I ended up circling the damned airport several times before finally giving up; I spread my shawl on the floor and listened to my music collection. Oh yeah, I just bought an iPod (hurrah!) and I was thinking that I'd rather lose my passport than this flat screened device. I loaded almost 1,000 songs. I'm a little apprehensive about ditching my CD player. It has been there for me through ups and downs, literally; I would jog, sprint, throw it across the room and nothing would happen to it. But I simply cannot continue to wince and flinch every time I hear a scratch or a defect during one of my favorite songs.
My family is lovely and doing well. The food is lovely too. I threw a bit of a food tantrum today; we had chicken machboos and my mom had "shabzi" and I simply abhor it. "Erzulie, I didn't know you didn't like it. Let me call the cook and tell her to make daqoos…. Hello? Yes, make daqoos for Erzulie because…Oh, you knew that she didn't like shabzi?" Even our cook knew! I hate that stuff! It smells like rotten henna and it tastes like grass mixed with curry.
I've been fantasizing about Lorenzo's chocolate cheesecake. It's like a piece of heaven. Oh Lorenzo, where art thou. My sister and I sometimes stop by in the afternoon and take a whole cake with us. I remember taking a slice with me upstairs; I engage in an illicit yet ephemeral affair with the divine mass on my plate. Yummy.
I must say the weather is brilliant. I was jogging around today and the breeze was perfect. My mom drove me this morning to get my hippy hair chopped off; I was leaning back in the passenger seat as the wind made my strands dance across the window's open frame…such a lovely change from --20ºC.
PS There will be a lack of music and possibly no music. I might even be a little slow on posting and such. But I'm still here :) I was telling my friend that the three F's (family, friends, and food) will keep me busy for about a month. Also, FastelCrap isn't helping.
at 2:28 AM
16 Comments
7amdilla 3a salama Erzulie.
Ah .. what I wouldn't do for a warm breeze and a night time jog..
Enjoy your stay... enough for the both of us heh..
How could you not like shabzi :(
Leeno: Allah esalmich...and thanks :)
Purg: Thanks :)
Jandeef: GRASS! GRAAAASS! It smells funny. It tasty euwy. Don't get me started :P
Welcome home, Erzulie
Enjoy your stay and try to make time for blogging between the three F's
Welcome home!
#3 was on your flight! I did'nt go to the airport becuase of some meeting.
7amdilah 3al salama ya 3asal!
Nawairat ilq8!
We have a lot in common in this post.
My bro and sis are back, they came today.
Lorenzo's Chocolate cheese cake = to die forrrrr!!!!
Mmmmmm its been a while, maybe I should pass by today!
I on the other hand like shabzi, but I have gotta admit, it does smell like henna! LOL! I always though that!
I got an iPod too!
And nooooo we want the music! I love ur music!
Yes we want musiiiic!!
Home sweet home ha? Nawarat l-kuwait Erzulie :)
Keep us posted.
Welcome back!
"They have a lot of chocolate shops which is lovely" Lovely indeed :]
Congrats on the new iPod, which kind did you get? :P
If shebzi tastes like grass, what do you think of "mulo'7ya" or fa6ayir sabani'7?
Shurouq: Thanks and I will :)
KtheKuwaiti: What's number three?
DR: I have a big smile on my face :D Thanks for your lovely comments. To be honest, I think I have more time in the US to browse the net and find the music I like. And the connection is not as clickety-click as my kick butt DSL. We'll see, we'll see... :)
Sedna: Yup, home :)
3baid: I love mlookhya and fa6ayer sabanikh. I love spinach; sometimes I steam it and eat it alone. Yum. I got a 60 GB (is it GB or KB or watts? I don't know which two-lettered thingi to use) black colored screen. I'm quite satisfied :)
7amdelah 3alsalama.. and.. shabzi = grass? :/
dunno the one in my head is the iranian dish .. AND CALLING IT GRASS IS LIKE U SAYING A STEAK IS A BURGER ON STEROIDS
or not, anyway enjoy the stay :))
7amdella 3aslama...but u insulted 2 things i love...twizleers...o sabzi!..not shabzi!
its sabzi and its not henna!
peace and enjoy
o again word verficiation
al7amdelilah 3ala alsalamah. Enjoy your stay and don't have too much fun..a little on those short trips to share3 al7ub :p
Temetwir: Lovely simile :) And thanks...
Ma6goog: Sabzi? Why 'S'? And I think plastic is a better alternative to Twizzlers, which I think is an insult to candy. Word verification still on :P
Sami: Looool :P Mashallah share3 il 7ob has international recognition. From what I've been hearing, I think it's also a convenient place for your car to 'accidentally' break down aka damsel in distress schtick. And allah esalmik :)
7tenths: Where'd you jog?!?! I'm okay with small dogs because they're kick-able but big dogs...hmm, not so much. And our shabzi is pretty good and from what I know, not a lot of places get it right. It's just that nobody likes it except my mom. And we end up complaining :P
7tenths: Hmm...well I'm okay with stray dogs for now. My mom is more concerned with stray males though! But I'm occupied with my music while I run my machboos away :P
7tenths: Again, you'd be surprised :)
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