playing along

erm sorry, the post before last was actually posted by my youngest sister... haha very hilarious..haaahaaa..; sorry can't stop laughing..ehm.haaha

Everything is dry

Moving makes you think, you know. Try walking round and round the dining table, or sitting in a quiet car travelling a regular speed on the highway. I got quite alot of this phenomenon in the passenger seat, 12 hours to Makkah and 12 back, except for when I was chauffeur.

You can think reflective thoughts, like there are many skid marks on the road, who made them? I wonder what happened.

You can be passive in your thoughts, like the outside view doesn't matter to your mood. On a long journey you are bound to see alot of things, which might all be almost the same as each other. Or ...there is a alot of sky over the desert and road, but you can't really stare too much at it as there's also alot of sun.

You can try to be funny. An observation that nothing is photographable. That if you happen to line up everything nicely a tree will suddenly appear, or a camel. That if you snap either of them they will probably not be there anymore because a lorry is in the way or we've already driven past them.

Or serious. What's the point of sandstorm-area signs when you'll always know if you're in a sandstorm or not.

Ok enough thinking; i'm not speaking like myself anymore. My dad bought me a phone. i'm trying to write normally but it's turning out like an essay. Anyways, it's the kind of model which requires push-ups for a text message and puts you on a permenant lookout for positive things in it, like if I didn't have this phone I wouldn't have one, maybe I can flash it about if I don't want to get mugged and at least it has a torch which you can shine in your friend's eyes if he's inspecting it too closely.

Umrah was very easy alhamdulillah. Light grey clouds were streaming over the Haram and they brougt shade and a cool breeze while were were out in the open making tawaf around the Ka'bah. The clouds were also streaming through the four minaret-corners of a massive clock which is being built as part of the King Abdul Aziz towers, and the clock is so high you can see it between the mountains some way out of Makkah.

No photos of the haram or Makkah; forgot my camera in the car in the car-park on the outskirts of the city. Haha..

                                                                  desert-side cottage

                                                              iftar by the road - on the way there

                                                      a railway station for pilgrims in Hajj time

                                                                 on the way out of Makkah

                                        we took the mountain route - Al Hada - so we're climbing now

                                                

         a disgusting representative of roadside bathrooms - it's part of a masjid, which is the usual format.

                                      hitch-hiking bedouin ? haha, no it's a dismounted truck driver.

                                                       a way more interesting view than usual

       that's a road-side restaurant. No... no, not a hospital, though it might send you to one if you eat there

                                          the Najd plateau. It means we're close to Riyadh..home.

                      To Makkah or back, this steepish incline is the first or last landmark on the road

                                                          I like it though...

sunny and colourful

Ok so how do you like it, what do you think? it looks fun and happy to me. it looks bright and colourful like my mood on a sunny day. or like a sunny day in an Enid Blyton book; when the children go for walks and laugh and have ice cream and play frisbee and skipping in the park.

Or like something I could draw and colour when the sun's coming through the class windows just before first break.

maybe

I just wanna feel what blogging's like. I've forgotten. Its been such a long time.