It’s kind of surreal being back in this place…
When I came back to Saudi after my month off in July I was going to move in to this one hotel but it was full so I ended up coming back to the same hotel I was staying in before. It was weird being back but it was a different room and a different atmosphere.
I went to Dubai last Friday night and got back to Saudi yesterday, Friday, night. I came back to my same room but one of my house mates from last year arrived back in the country and needed a place to stay and wondered about moving in to the same hotel. We’d made plans last year to live together this year but we haven’t been in touch all summer so I had no idea what was going on with him.
Anyway, he got in touch yesterday morning and he ended up landing in Saudi about an hour after me so I saw him in the hotel but there were no single rooms left so… he negotiated an excellent rate for our old flat (well, two thirds of it) and he moved in last night and I moved in to my old room, the one I staying in last year, this afternoon.
It’s so surreal being back in this room. I thought I’d left it behind. I thought I wasn’t going to be here any more. I thought I was done with this place and the memories attached to it. I guess I’m not, though.
I think a lot in associations. My life is full of prompts with ideas and thoughts linked to each other in a giant spider’s web. The thing is that this room, this flat, is full of associations. It’s full of memories. It’s full of so much that I can do without right now.
I don’t know how I feel about being back in this room.
At the moment it looks like we’ll only be staying for a month and then we’ll move out of hotel living and in to a proper apartment.
The good thing is that I’ll have a nice relaxing bath tonight. It’s nice having my own bathroom and a jacuzzi. It’s nice having a lot more space and a proper living room and a kitchen and everything. The best thing is having a great housemate who understands things about me and who I can talk to without any worries or hesitations. He showed me how great he is to talk to in June when I needed him and he’s already been asking me about things and I really appreciate it all. Good old Panda. I love him!
The new year is starting in earnest now. Part 2 of my Saudi experience kicked off today.