I've found my new favorite hobby here: watching the US military boys get picked up by patrol for being out past their curfew. If only I could bring some shawarmas into the pub with me, I'd just sit back around midnight and watch the fun commence ;) Let me back up first and fill you in about last night...
Amy's boyfriend Alex threw a dinner party for the four of us last night. He made a chicken noodle soup to start, salmon, (lemon chicken for me without me asking him-so nice of him!), potatoes, and salad. It was delicious and so sweet of him to do for us! We ate dinner, had a few glasses of wine, and enjoyed each other's company. It was great!
Then we decided to head out to the pub because two more of Amanda and Amy's girlfriends were coming back in town that evening. Angela, Amy, & Hazel are all from Ireland. I love their accents and ways of saying things :) Here we are last night....these girls are loads of fun!
There is a military base here in Bahrain so there are lots of American boys thinking they are amazing because...well...they are American. I have quickly learned that many of these guys are not out here making a good name for us! Many of them are married, overly cocky, or just plain rude. Not all...I LOVE my US military and am VERY proud of them....but the ones that you find out at the pubs in the middle of the night tend to not be the best gentlemen.
There was one guy who was exceptional at annoying Amanda and I. We had seen him a few nights ago so we did our best to avoid him. He walked up to us with his buddy, hiccups and all (keep it classy boys), and was in the middle of getting us worked up when.....WHAM.....two people walked up to us and flashed ginormous FBI-like badges.
I got SO excited! I was thinking "Sweet...we are soooo watching a fugitive get arrested! Did they murder someone? Did they rob a bank? Can I sneak into the background and throw my hands up while Amanda takes a picture? What! What! What is going on!!!"
But then, I saw the boys take out their wallets and pull out their military badges. They then got escorted right out of the pub because it was their night night time. HA HA. Talk about embarrassed....they hung their heads way low in shame. Come to find out, they get fined and various punishments for being out past curfew. It was the perfect karma for these little rascals.
The patrol was out in full force last night. We saw them come in at three different times and swoop shamed little party boys away. At the very end of the night, this guy was driving me crazy when a huge patrol man walked up and asked for his ID. I was telling Amanda "Yes! He's going to leave!" But....just. my. luck. He was an officer so suddenly I heard the giant patrol guy apologizing profusely. WHAT! I never get the good luck with boys!
Anyway....had to share this story because I am now super excited to see these patrol people come in. It's like watching an episode of Cops. Okay, not really, but it excites me. It's the little things :)
Night Night, boys!
Amy's boyfriend Alex threw a dinner party for the four of us last night. He made a chicken noodle soup to start, salmon, (lemon chicken for me without me asking him-so nice of him!), potatoes, and salad. It was delicious and so sweet of him to do for us! We ate dinner, had a few glasses of wine, and enjoyed each other's company. It was great!
Then we decided to head out to the pub because two more of Amanda and Amy's girlfriends were coming back in town that evening. Angela, Amy, & Hazel are all from Ireland. I love their accents and ways of saying things :) Here we are last night....these girls are loads of fun!
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There was one guy who was exceptional at annoying Amanda and I. We had seen him a few nights ago so we did our best to avoid him. He walked up to us with his buddy, hiccups and all (keep it classy boys), and was in the middle of getting us worked up when.....WHAM.....two people walked up to us and flashed ginormous FBI-like badges.
I got SO excited! I was thinking "Sweet...we are soooo watching a fugitive get arrested! Did they murder someone? Did they rob a bank? Can I sneak into the background and throw my hands up while Amanda takes a picture? What! What! What is going on!!!"
But then, I saw the boys take out their wallets and pull out their military badges. They then got escorted right out of the pub because it was their night night time. HA HA. Talk about embarrassed....they hung their heads way low in shame. Come to find out, they get fined and various punishments for being out past curfew. It was the perfect karma for these little rascals.
The patrol was out in full force last night. We saw them come in at three different times and swoop shamed little party boys away. At the very end of the night, this guy was driving me crazy when a huge patrol man walked up and asked for his ID. I was telling Amanda "Yes! He's going to leave!" But....just. my. luck. He was an officer so suddenly I heard the giant patrol guy apologizing profusely. WHAT! I never get the good luck with boys!
Anyway....had to share this story because I am now super excited to see these patrol people come in. It's like watching an episode of Cops. Okay, not really, but it excites me. It's the little things :)
Night Night, boys!
Sad really. I saw the same, often, in Germany. It really made me mad. Especially knowing the man my grandfather was and how he acted as a gentleman and representing his country when stationed abroad before, during and after WWII. As an American living in Germany, myself, it was frustrating to see the image that some of the stationed soliders gave to the people around me and how that "American label" overflowed to me. Shameful! All you can do is your part in representing our culture and country, in a good way, the best that you can. hugs!
ReplyDeleteI couldn't agree more!! When I first got here the girls were warning me about these guys and I got defensive of them. But, quickly I saw the sad truth. I even had one guy who thought I was from England try telling me about America and the things he said were disgusting. So sad because those are the people that are out representing our country and giving us that label. However, I will say that towards the end of my trip I did meet many amazing GENTLEMEN that are the true icon of an American man. I can't thank them enough for their sacrifice & dedication, but I wish that they were all as amazing as the grandfathers we looked up to!!
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