He looks more and more like his daddy each day!
Shopping: I didn't take any pictures of the Souk because it didn't feel right to take pictures. I will try and help you visualize what we saw, heard, smelled, and felt. The Balad Souk is in the heart of Jeddah. It is a place where you can find many different items for great deals. I think there were about 500 men for each women. When we first arrived I was a little hesitant. I was in my Abaya and had my head wrapped tightly, and stuck close to Bryan. In a place like this women should be escorted by a man.
It was a noisy,dusty place. Some shops were inside and some had set up tables outside. You could find tables of remote controls, gold bracelets, toys, chewing gum, and blankets. The indoor stores had nicer items which ranged from household items to clothing. Most of the people selling items appeared to be from different countries. I saw some locals, but they were usually in the nicer indoor stores. The poverty is hard to see. What we consider poor in the US, would not be considered poor here. Our homeless population can go to a shelter or receive some type of assistance. The homeless here have NOTHING. I saw many people with deformaties. One lady had her hands in flip flops and was dragging her body across the dirty floor. I think her image will be one I will never forget.
The call to prayer happened while we were in the Souk. Have you ever heard the Muslim call to prayer? You should youtube it and listen so you understand what we were hearing. It was very loud. All shops began to close and people began running to the Mosque. We happened to be next to the Mosque when the call happened. Only men were able to enter, so this left the Souk quite empty. The men take off their shoes before entering. Once inside they will get a prayer rug, face Mecca, and pray. Once they are done praying they have to wash their feet before putting their shoes back on. I am sure a lot more happens during prayer, but this is what I can see so far. The call of prayer is sung for about 25 minutes, so we took advantage of the souk being empty and did some window shopping My thoughts were: "I can't believe I am in Saudi Arabia witnessing this incredible time of the day." Not many people can say they were in a Saudi souk during prayer. It was quite the experience.
Once prayer finished all the stores opened again. We had about 60 minutes until the next prayer. In the evening there is a prayer at sunset and then another about an hour later. You have to plan accordingly. Bryan and I found a great shop with some local treasures, and we did some Christmas shopping for our family. The man in the store was from Saudi and he was so excited to know we were sending these back home.
After this purchase we decided to split up. I was feeling more comfortable, and our boys were starving! We saw a McDonalds and I wanted to get a Christmas tree. Bryan took the boys and I set off on my own. I found the little store that was selling trees in the upstairs corner. This is the only store that I have been told that will carry some Christmas items. I bought a tree, ornaments, and lights. Once I was done Bryan arrived and our driver came and carried everything for me. It is a different experience having a hired driver carry your bags. Especially when you are walking by people that have nothing. It makes me sad to be in position of having so much more than another. That is something I am getting used to while living here. There is a sense of hierarchy here, and it doesn't feel good to be on top all the time.
Bryan and I always love public markets in foreign countries. It gives you a feel for the culture and the people that live here. You have to have an open mind, and ready to have new experiences. It is always a great opportunity for us to discuss with our boys about the opportunities we have been blessed with, and how some people don't get the privileges we have grown accustomed to having. I am hoping we are raising these boys to have open minds and acceptance of others.
I know many of you feel we are so brave living in Saudi, but I don't think bravery is the correct word. Adventurist would be the correct word. It is great and life is good for the Johnsons!
Now , back to making our Thanksgiving dinner! We will post about that later.