The Blues in Riyadh
Riyadh usually suffers from the summer blues, in mid July the weather gets so bad that you feel like you’re melting when you step out for lunch. The temperature is above 50C (122 F) in the direct sunlight and all outside work is halted by government order. Construction takes place at night and schools don’t let students go out during lunch.
Yesterday I was at the King Fahad Cultural center in Riyadh for a quite different kind of blues experience. The Little Joe band from Tulsa, Oklahoma was in the city for a concert. Now I know what you are thinking, what is a blue’s band from Tulsa doing in Riyadh and how did they get there? Well the American Embassy in Riyadh arranged the event in hopes of sharing a bit of the U.S.A with a little bit of Saudi Arabia. I say a little bit of Saudi Arabia because very few people where actually invited to the event, I’m guessing around 100-200 people showed up and I would venture that very few of them were actually people who were unfamiliar with the western music.
I’m waiting on my CCL video to format, and I thought I would share a few words with you. If you are reading this, you already know what I’m talking about…or you are gonna find out by August.
So here we are again, on the cusp of a new term and another country. My hangover from Delhi, Agra, Kathmandu, and Nagarkot is but a distant memory now. As some of my classmates have already mentioned, we are at the halfway point of our short MBA careers (or life, or whatever you want to call it).
So what happened last term? This is what I remember; I remember seeing a new world. I remember that India was so unique in its way that I had no other land or culture to compare it to. I remember that sleep was tough, that 10 hour difference is just tough to overcome. I remember being impressed with my two professors in ways that I didn’t think possible (yeah, I know, I’m saying that just two days after turning in our finals…shameless plug). But let me tell you what I really remember…