Posted by Kanga.
This is just a little redundant, don’t you think? Labour laboring.
It is not uncommon in “English as a second language land” to see signs that are anything but terse. This sign could use a good editor with a red pencil.
Everyone Will Thank You
June 22, 2011Posted by Kanga.
Always follow number 4. Everyone will thank you.
My Blue Heaven
June 21, 2011Posted by Kanga.
Here it is, my new job. We were in town to apartment hunt and stopped by to see my future library for the second time. I took the time to scan the shelves. There is a lot of empty space and a lot of work to be done. I can hardly wait to get started.
This is the view from the library windows. A definite job perk.
And, the best job perk, a labeled, covered parking space.
Didn’t Expect to See That Here
June 21, 2011Posted by Kanga.
We were a little surprised to see this yesterday morning. Car decals and decorations usually consist of patriotic symbols (flag, images of rulers) or writing in Arabic of which I could only speculate at the content or cartoon characters. I have yet to see an actual bumper sticker. They may be illegal or just non-existent in this culture.
I’m not sure if this symbol would be widely recognized. I suspect only Christians would recognize it. UAE readers, what do you think?
One Last Look
June 17, 2011Posted by Kanga.
One last post of pictures of Fayetteville, North Carolina.
Of course, I couldn’t leave without a picture of a Kangaroo gasoline (petrol) station. As for the price, $3.609 per gallon (13.25 AED); 1 gallon = 3.785 liters.
I’ll let this one speak for itself. There were a couple of lingerie shops nearby, so this could have gone a whole different direction.
We’ve seen a lot of tattoos while here. Usually, on the forearm.
It appears that Sherlock Holmes has been a bad boy and now there’s a price on his head.
Miss Karla has Left the Building
June 16, 2011Posted by Kanga.
Yes, last day at former job completed. My desk has never been so clean. I’m a little sad to leave the people behind, but am very excited about the challenges and opportunities coming in the new job.
Now, packing in preparation for moving gets stepped up a notch.
Wrap it in Bacon!
June 12, 2011Posted by Kanga.
This may be the most decadent meal I’ve had. Shrimp wrapped in bacon covered in cheese sauce. T*A*S*T*Y!
And, for Rupert’s information, it was $12.00 (for 12 shrimp).
21 Gump Street
June 12, 2011Posted by Kanga.
Apparently, someone ran out of ideas when it came to naming streets.
Should the hunter be running? Toward or away from his prey?
Now, This is a Hamburger!
June 11, 2011Posted by Kanga.
After the graduation ceremony, we headed to the Carolina Alehouse for the best burgers in the world and to watch the Dallas Mavericks defeat the Miami Heat.
Lettuce, tomato, pickle, fried onions, bacon and cheese on the most savory ground beef. Now that’s a burger!
Most Orderly Graduation Ceremony Ever
June 10, 2011Posted by Kanga.
There she is in the front row looking up to search the crowd for her parents.
Standing in line for that trip across the stage and that well earned piece of paper
Just look at all the wingdings after her name. They stand for National Honor Society, North Carolina Academic Scholar, Honor Graduate, and Academically/Intellectually Gifted.
The proud grandparents
Proud DaddyBird and his BabyBird
There were 4 speeches and 400 graduates, yet it only took 1 hour and 15 minutes start to finish. A well oiled machine, I’d say. This is due in large part to the strict instructions that grads and guests received. “Guests will not be allowed to approach the stage to take photographs or to videotape. … We ask all parents and their guests to refrain from yelling out, screaming, clapping, or acting in any inappropriate manner as names are called. Diplomas are not awarded to seniors who conduct themselves in an inappropriate manner or whose guests disrupt the solemnity of the ceremony.” There was also a rule against bringing any flowers, balloons, stuffed animals, or gifts into the ceremony.
You almost could have heard a pin drop in that place as the names were called. Only two pebbles were thrown into that pond – one grad fell down in the middle of the stage and one family disregarded the noise prohibition and proceeded to whoop and holler for their grad. They were promptly escorted out. As she was leaving the grandmother said “We came too far to be quiet!”
The rules seemed a little harsh, but I am very thankful. It was a pleasant ceremony. Of course, once everyone had their diploma and it was time to turn the tassels, the cheering began.
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