Sights, sounds, smells. It is through all of our senses that we know where we are and what is familiar. Landing at Kuwait City Airport with ½ mile visibility due to sandstorms, I got my first taste of the new. Arabic music, men’s and women’s prayer rooms, turbans, burkas, squat toilets, …. This certainly isn’t Kansas anymore. Of course, it’s offset a bit by the Starbucks and McDonalds in the terminal. So, for now at least, it’s foreign – but not that foreign.
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