Been There, Done That

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

43rd Birthday! Eid Mubarak!

This year I was lucky enough to have Thomas fly in from Germany to celebrate it with me.  I haven't celebrated a birthday with anyone since my 35th!

This year my birthday coincided with the Muslim holiday of Eid Al Adha. It was both a blessing and  curse because since my birthday fell on the first night, there was no alcohol to be served that evening.  Also, I had to teach class until 7pm.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that 1/2 of my class actually showed up.  Since it was Eid, I knew most students would skip class in order to enjoy their holiday and the upcoming four day weekend.  But the thing that made it even more special was that they bought me not one, but TWO birthday cakes!  They even sang happy birthday to me!  How sweet.
The La Brioche cream cake my students got for me!
So, I had a four day weekend, but so did everyone else in the Muslim world.  We decided not to go to Oman again this year, but what was left for us to do?  I really wanted to travel up the coast of the Gulf of Oman and check out the beaches and do some snorkeling at least.  I don't think the scuba diving is supposed to be that great.

It was crazy.  Saudi Arabia got 3 weeks off and, it seemed, the entire population of that country decided to come to the UAE for the great shopping.  The malls in Dubai were open 24 hours during this period.  Every hotel we called was either completely booked or was charging some ridiculous price.  Not to be deterred, we decided to pack up the tent and try to rough it on the beach this year.

Friday afternoon, we made the 3 1/2 hour drive.  The weather was great and there was virtually no traffic.  So far so good.  We made it to the beach we wanted to camp on just as the sun was beginning to set.  It was already pretty packed with people. The people themselves weren't so much the problem, it was the people with their giant tents and bright lights and generators and really noisy 4 wheelers that were the problem.  Ugh.  No way. Dumb ass me forgot to bring my passport, so we couldn't go over into the northern part of Oman known as Musandam, which I suspected was probably pretty deserted.We drove around in vain searching for a hotel room or another camping spot.   Finally someone suggested we go to the "family area."  Only "families" are allowed to camp there I guess.

Um. Ok.
A mosque in Fujairah
We drove over there and that was pretty busy too.  We managed to pull over and take a look around at a possible camping spot. I looked over at the one tent that was already pitched and said to Thomas, "Hey, look, it's white people."  I went over to them and said hi and asked them if they minded if we pitched our tent next to theirs.  They were happy to have the company!  He was French and she was British.  They are roommates in a big house in Dubai and are now dating.  They were pretty funny.  He had a thick French accent and would occasionally go, "HUH?" to his girlfriend because he couldn't always understand her English.  We had a nice evening hanging out with them and the noise in the area wasn't too annoying.

Early the next morning, we each got up and packed up our tents and refreshed ourselves in the warm ocean water.  We drove over to Sandy Beach Resort and a popular snorkeling area called "Snoopy Rock."

A view of the beach we camped on the night before.  It was strewn with the garbage people left behind.  At least they have people that clean the beaches and pick up the trash.
Thomas and his first time snorkeling.
Thomas swims with the fishes.  Look out for those nasty jellyfish!


The aptly named Snoopy Rock
Me & Thomas
After an afternoon of snorkeling, I wanted to get something out of my car.  Damn where are the keys?  I couldn't find them.  We looked everywhere.  I concluded that we (or I) must have locked them in the car.  We had to have maintenance come over with a wire hangar.  Thomas twisted it into a tool that would flick open the lock.  Good thing I have an old car!  Success!  Almost.  Turns out my keys weren't in the car afterall.  They were in a small bag.  I guess I put them there for safe keeping.  Oops.

That night, we had a nice dinner at the Meridian.  The crowd seemed to have subsided that day, so we decided to relax and head back to our previous camping spot.

After breaking in to my own car, we went and took showers and returned to find this note:
I have no idea why my little Honda is so popular.  I had a second offer while we were driving to buy my car!
Sunset at the Meridian

These instructions for the bidet were in my bathroom stall.  However, there was no bidet.  Thomas reported to me that his did have a bidet, but no instructions.  Hmmm.
Cool old VW in the lobby!
After dinner, we headed over to our previous camping spot.  Yikes!  It was jammed packed with cars.  I didn't even know where to pull over!  It took us forever to even turn around and get out of that camping area.  We were disappointed, but we decided it was best to just make the drive back to Al Ain.  It took us over 4 hours, but we were still home by 1 a.m. and were able to at least sleep in in a bed!

Al Badiyah Mosque.  It is said to be the oldest mosque in the UAE.  The mosque is believed to have been built in 1446 a.d. along with two watchtowers overlooking the mosque and the village.  There were hundreds of people there for the Eid prayers, so we only managed to get a good shot of the watchtower.
We saw a lot of this over the weekend!

I think next Eid we will stay home!

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Little Jade

Yes, I am a sucker.  Yet again, I have found myself with a poor little stray cat.  My band practices at a place called "The Old Sand Golf Club."  I had noticed a terribly skinny little cat with very long legs hanging out for a few weeks.  I felt so bad for her, that one night I put her in my car, drove her to a nearby 24 hour food store, bought her some cat food and water, took her back to the golf club, and made sure she was fed.

I even offered to provide some food to the club, but they kept insisting they were feeding her, although she wasn't gaining any weight.

A few weeks later, I noticed she had a terribly hurt foot.  She couldn't put any weight on it and it was caked in dirt and dried blood.  I looked at it with a flash light and I could see her tendons sticking out.  That was all I could take.  I scooped her up and held her in one hand and drove home with the other. 

First thing in the morning, I took her to the vet.  She screamed while they cleaned the wound.  I had no intention of keeping her and asked that they give her vaccinations and spay her as well.  They estimated her to be about 4 months old.  In order to identify cats that have been fixed and vaccinated, they said they would "tag" her.  Ok fine.

The next day, I picked her up and they said she needed to stay inside for one week while the wound heals.  Ok fine.  I can keep her in the spare bedroom for a week, no problem.  It was then that I noticed how they "tagged" her.  They clipped the top of her left ear off!  Poor kitty!  She's deformed now!  I thought they would put a tattoo in her ear or something like they do to the cats I've seen in Germany!  Awwww...poor kitty!

But you all know me!  Do you really think I could let that sweet cat go back to living in the desert all alone?  No way.  Welcome to the family little girl Jade.

Poor Jade with a deformed ear now!
Here she is carefully starting to put weight on that bad foot.
Here you can see this blue stuff they put on wounds to protect it and help it to heal.
Poor little girl, her body is as skinny as her tail!
UPDATE:  Her little foot is soooo much better now!   She is doing great and getting along well with the boys.  She doesn't take any crap from them!
 
You can see how much plumper and healthier she looks after only a few short weeks!
Relaxing in her little bed.
Friends!
After a few days of hissing and slapping, they eventually all became friends!

Monday, October 1, 2012

Have a Cuppa

Wow.  I was asked to be interviewed for the Oasis Living Magazine October 2012 issue of their "Have a Cuppa" section for the band, which is just a little Q & A session.  I twas fun!  Check it out!

Here is the link to the original article!


Have a Cuppa with Lisa Cotturo

Published: Monday, October 01, 2012  



English Teacher by Day, Desert Groove's Lead Vocalist by Night


Q: How long have you lived in Al Ain?
This is going on my third year now.

Q: What brought you here and where are you from originally?
I grew up in Cleveland, Ohio. Then I got tired of the cold, so I moved to Las Vegas. Then I got tired of being poor, so I accepted a fellowship with the U.S. State Department to teach at Alexandria University in Egypt. I really enjoyed that and decided to stay in the region and ended up here at Al Ain Men's College, where I teach English.

Q: How long have you been singing and playing with Desert Groove?
Almost since I got off the plane. The first thing I did was start asking around if anyone knew any other musicians or bands I could get in with. I've been playing for about 15 years and the one thing I wasn't able to do in Egypt was find another group of musicians. Cairo would have been OK, but Alexandria, no. I really missed it. Desert Groove happened to need a singer and I got right in.

Q: Do you ever get nervous performing or do you bask in the limelight?
I get nervous when it's a new place and a new crowd. I don't know why. Once I've played somewhere and I get comfortable with it, it's OK. But a new place and a new crowd frazzles me a little bit.

Q: What inspired you to start singing?
I was one of those kids that spent hours alone in my room in front of my mirror, pretending I was singing in a band. It's something I've just always loved to do. I never really thought I was good enough to do it as a job or even as a part-time job. Not until I sang at a passenger talent show on a cruise ship and people were coming up to me afterwards saying, "Hey, you were the girl that sang. You were really good. Are you in a band?" When I said no, they said, "You should be." After that, I pursued it a little and I've been doing it ever since.

Q: Who are your musical inspirations?
Oh, that changes. I mean, I love David Bowie; he's one of my all-time favorite musicians. I can't sing a whole lot of David Bowie, since his range is slightly different than mine. One of the first singers I tried to emulate would be Pat Benatar. I liked the rock and roll, the high notes; that's fun for me.

Q: What's your favorite Middle Eastern experience to date?
I spent my 40th birthday at the pyramids in Egypt, doing the Susan G. Komen breast cancer awareness run. It's only like 2 km, but the ambassadors of Egypt were there with their bodyguards, and everyone was wearing their pink shirts and pink hats. That was a lot of fun.

Q: What is your favorite city and why?
In the whole world? That's tough. Even before I started living abroad, I started traveling because it interested me and living abroad became a way that I could travel more. I'd have to say Key West, Florida is still my favorite. Key West is very accepting of all kinds of people. It's still very much a 'do your own thing,' 'dress how you want,' 'be who you want' kind of city. I love the weather, the ocean, scuba diving… and it's a very free place to be.

Q: What is something that most people are surprised to learn about you?
I spent eight years in the U.S. Army Reserve. That usually shocks people.

Q: If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Probably, being that I'm Italian, it'd have to be spaghetti with tomato sauce. I could eat that forever.

Q: What are you passionate about?
Right now, I'm passionate about animal welfare. I help Animal Welfare Al Ain out when I can. Some colleagues of mine and I have started a group at the college with some students to go out to pet shops to help educate them on how to care for animals. We're involved in the catch and release program, too. The students are actually volunteering to put together booklets to educate people about how to care for and treat animals. Some of them are really into it, and it's really nice.

Q: When you retire someday in the future, where do you hope to be?
I don't know if this is an answer or not, but I don't think I've found it yet. I'm still searching for the place where I'd want to retire.