My Tabuk Morning Dawns in Majesty; Forty Winks Defined but Not Available; Statistics in All of Their Glory Which Claim Victory in Saudi Arabia, Canada Winning over USA; Encountering Another Handsome Arab Man Who Was Most Tall 

Okay, okay, okay. “My Tabuk Morning Dawns in Majesty” is a bit overdramatic but,  pardon me, that is exactly how it feels. I awoke incredibly early early, edited and afterwards  fired off a blog to LOL, Totally different time zones but we are working this out very well. It was SO early, it was not even Fajr prayer time but I offered Allah (SWT) a premature Fajr prayer. Settled back into bed, with the anticipation of catching forty winks, but sleep did not immediately descend. I rolled over, glanced out the window to find an astounding sunrise. (Well, it could have been better, the Hilton Residences blocked the view. Note of self: ask staff to move the building. Hahaha). 

Me: Why go back to sleep?.

Alter Ego: Well, you should get forty winks because your rest was interrupted.  

Me: But I am not in a forty wink mood. 

To those not aware of what this means: “As a blink lasts for a fraction of a second, forty winks take a few seconds. Hence the phrase ”forty winks” has come to mean a few moments of sleep, or a very short nap, especially taken during the daytime, while not in a sleeping position.’ 

They say, “a little bit of knowledge is a dangerous thing.” Therefore, you are armed and dangerous. Hahaha. As you can readily see, I am in a good mood. 

Briefly did an Instagram check to find a sequence of photos inviting me to make a reel. I became a girl that can’t say no and aa made a reel of me and a collection of zombies.  one. It was freaky. It has to be seen to be believed, so I will give you the link (when I get around to it). 

Opened my my email discoveng an email from Computer Guru Chris with glad tidings of great news. My most recent statistics, which shall me affixed to this blog for your perusal. 

Sent off a joyous reply: 

Me: Thanks WOW. Saudi Arabia is up there. Canada wins over the USA and all three beat Unknown, the place that formerly contained the most viewers. A cause for celebration but there is no booze in Saudi Arabia. I am astounded. Moreover, I am still here in Saudi Arabia, clearly attracting viewers. Perhaps the Saudis will outnumber the Canadians. Does that mean I have to move here? Alexis (the Great)

One can clearly see that this glory went to my head. “If something goes to someone’s head, it makes that person think that they are very important and makes them a less pleasant person: Don’t let fame/success go to your head.” That is what Google says. Just because Google says it, does not mean that you have to do it.

Me: Google! I need to be a less pleasant person to many people. My morning had a couple of them, although my blog is not contaminated with their unpleasantries. 

Google: Okay Alexis. But keep being pleasant to the good people. 

Me: I do not need you to tell me that, Sir Google. 

Back to the Stats briefly. I shall never understand the high ranking of Singapore as I have never been there, barely know where it is. Perhaps I should be brokering a peace settlement. I have Ukraine at #8 and Russian Federation at #13. As usual the UAE is disappointing, coming in at 15. However, that is a vast improvement. I began with something like 265 viewers to 3 when I spoke out against the Ruler of Dubai. People could not reach the blog. I naturally assumed I was banned, as that sot of thing happens all the time there. But now they are sixteenth. Who knows? And who cares?  Actually. 

As usual the ninety day figures grab my attention. 2,693 visits making 7,466 visits. That is a lot of people, making return visits. Return visits are apparently rare in Blog Land. Hmmmm. 

I guess I shall keep doing what I am doing, whatever that might be.  

Today I leave on my Tabuk Archeological Tour. I looked at my confirmation to find it was for two people. Called them yesterday to inform them that I was only one (and not pregnant). 

Me: Just calling to tell you that I am only one. It says I am two but that is not so. 

He: That is because we do not book single occupancy.

Me: Huh? So I am being punished for having the bravery to travel alone, unattended? 

He: I guess you could look at it that way. 

Me: I am. But you do not make the policy so I am not going to get mad at you. I really want to go on the trip. Have to pay double so I guess I will try to eat twice as much food at the breakfast and meals that are included. But then I get fat. This is not a win/won situation for me. 

He: I am sorry Ma’am. 

Me: I am sure you are. Perhaps you should work for a more humane employer. Hahaha 

This is how I look at the situation. I would rather be charged double then be stuck with a boring husband, bratty children – or worse of all, a demanding grouchy girlfriend. Women tend to travel in packs. Particularly Indonesian Muslim women. They only talk to each other. I spoke to a table full of them at the buffet breakfast. 

Me: I travel alone. That wayI meet handsome men. Well, some ugly ones too. 

Last evening I met the most handsome man I have ever seen. He was very tall, very black, dressed in Saudi attire. 

Me: Wow! You are the most handsome man I have ever seen. 

He: That is because I am so tall. 

Me: Do not say that! I am short. 

He: (laughingly) You are not short. 

Me: I am too! I have a funny story about a a man and I that happened in London. He was black as well, although that is irrelevant. We were leaving the British Museum. He looked down at me, exclaiming. 

He: You are short.

Me: I know. I was Five foot three but I lost an inch. 

He: I do not want to loose an inch. 

We all know what he was talking about. He was very funny, charismatic and handsome. But it did not work out. I later learned that he was a Muslim. We are no longer in touch with one another. But there is the offhand chance that he reads the blog. That is the weirdness of writing a blog. Anyone can anonymously read me from everywhere in the world. It is mind boggling.

I must leave you to finish packing. A car has been ordered to whisk me to the airport. I am leaving behind most of my luggage (yet again.) This time I will pick it up in three days – not in six months. I arrived to find my suitcase, ready and waiting.

Me: Come to Mommy. I have missed you. 

All the people standing about saying “Welcome Back” laughed.  Problems with some missing pieces but we are working on it. The staff is beginning to see my lawyer side. I am grateful that my huge suitcase was waiting there for me but there are some missing items. I have the correspondence to prove error on their part. 

It only takes one bad apple to spoil the bushel. One guy that used to work here was a bad apple. One bad apple spill the bunch is used to refer to a situation in which one person’s negative demeanor or bad behavior can affect a whole group of people, influencing them to have a similar negative attitude or to engage in the same bad behavior. I am not a whole group of people, but his actions were deceiving and caused me pain. He did have a partner in crime (so to speak). The culprit apparently returned to Bangladesh. His partner in crime is in India at the moment, where he may remain. Another example of dnefwmmcb. I did nothing to heap revenge on either of them, but they are clearly being punished. I am not the only person who fell victim to their schemes, I am sure. 

Again, it is most unusual to have a blog. Getting even anonymously with someone who harmed you months ago. I feel vindicated. 

Vindicate used in this context means to show or prove to be right, reasonable, or justified. I am right, they are wrong, they shall be exposed. Allah (SWT) tells us that good prevails over evil, when one uses patience and does not get angry at the assailant. I have found it to be true time and time again. I shall, at some point, list all of those have suffered subsequent to harming me. It will be a long (and boring) blog. 

Living well is the best revenge. 

Another adventure awaits. You shall hear about it soon.