The weekend was great, I had so much to do.
But not the last day. Well, what could I do?
I was not in my country, I was in a different place
And without my hubby, I needed some grace
But I had a friend with me and thankfully so
It was good to have someone there that I know
We had to take a test, in Arabic, no less
And the cab driver make us walk for the rest
of the way because he wasn't aware
that we really needed to go over there.
The cab driver wouldn't listen to us.
Maybe we should have taken the bus.
Once we arrived to the Arabic center
We should have to know to go home on the spur.
They were not ready for us to arrive
Even though we came in late by five
minutes, so I went on in after they called someone
to know how to give a test, so not fun!
So glad that is over and ready to go
to a town in the north to see friends that we know.
But the taxi I called did not show up
They said, "We cannot take you, think of a backup."
So we stopped another taxi driver to ask
And he helped us take care of this task.
The drive to the north was thankfully easy
And we only had to pay a small fee.
We met up with our friends and had a nice visit
But we needed to leave before the border shut
to get back to our country, so we called back the cab
but he did not come for 45 minutes, what a drab!
But what happened next, oh please do not worry
We are all fine, but still in a hurry.
This truck hit our taxi, it was a Volvo.
Thankfully it wasn't a hard blow.
We had just stopped at a red stoplight
So cars were going slow, the wreck was just slight.
Lots of men stopped and were yelling in Arabic
And I got out of the car to take pictures, click, click!
For thirty more minutes we had to wait
for someone else to come take us to the border gate.
The taxi driver's brother came in his car
to take us on, though it wasn't too far.
And we made with plenty of time to spare.
And then we asked him the price of the fare.
He said the price is the same as 56 dollars.
We could not pay that, who does he think that we are?
So we ended up paying him 35
And said, "That's all we have, thanks for the drive."
We get through and pay for our exit fee.
And honestly at this point we are ready to be
back in our own country, but still
we had to wait for the bus another 30 minutes until
it took us over the river and then
we'd be on our way back to our men.
We made it through passport control with no problem
And the next man we met thought us dumb.
He was another taxi driver, oh gracious!
And we found out he wanted to charge us
the same as $150, but what could we do
we may have been to late for the bus crew.
So we had him take us to the next town.
And called our husbands to tell them the lowdown
on what has happened to us this day
and to figure out what was reasonable to pay.
We asked a nice soldier waiting for the bus.
But I think he was an angel sent to help us.
He told us exactly what we should do.
We actually were not late for the bus crew.
He checked on the schedule on his handy iPhone.
I think I need one of those now, can you give me a loan?
We made it on the bus to a place we could wait
for my friend's husband to come get us so very late.
By the time I got home the girls were asleep.
But I wanted to kiss them, so I had to creep
in their room very quietly and after that
I went to my room and on my bed I sat.
I'm just glad the day didn't give me trauma.
But next time I think I'll go to Australia.
