Jest mi smutno, i nawet nie mam z kim o tym pogadac. Zalosne, doprawdy.

Wlasnie zadzwonil i powiedzial, ze nie wraca dzisiaj, tylko jutro, bo ma duzo pracy.

Bez komentarza.

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He just called and said he is not coming back today, but tomorrow, because he has a lot of work.

No comment.

Cala noc mialam koszmary, ze mnie Matt zdradza.

To znaczy nie przylapalam ich, ani nic, ale tak sie zachowywali. W dodatku ona byla bardzo ladna, bardzo pewna swego, i specjalnie sie tak zachowywala, aby mi grac na nerwach, aby mnie doprowadzic do zalamania nerwowego, aby mi pokazac, ze ma nade mna przewage.

Pewnie sobie mozecie wyobrazic, jak bardzo zmeczona bylam gdy sie obudzilam.

A tak swoja droga ciekawe, dlaczego ludzie zdradzaja, dlaczego dla tych kilku chwil przyjemnosci sa gotowi zranic kogos, kogo kochaja (lub kiedys kochali). Bardzo to smutne.

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All night long I had nightmares that Matt is cheating on me.

I didn’t catch them or anything like that, but they both behaved as if he did. On top of that she was very pretty, very self confident and she was behaving in a way to play on my nerves, to bring me to nervous breakdown, to show me that she is better than me.

Can you imagine how tired I woke up?

And by the way, it is interesting why people cheat on each other, why for these few moments of pleasure they are ready to risk hurting someone they love (or used to love). It’s very sad.

Jako ze my w Katarze, a rodzina sie dopytuje, co chcemy na Swieta, zatem postanowilam przygotowac liste naszych zyczen. Napisze o sobie i o Zuzi, Matt jak zechce, to tez cos doda, ale z Mattem sprawa trudna, bo on nigdy nie wie, co chce, nigdy nie powie, i potem kazdy ma problem….

Takze w sumie ten wpis i ta zakladka sa bardziej dla rodziny i dla mojej zabawy, ale bardzo serdecznie Was tez zapraszam do zabawy – piszcie, co Wy chcielibyscie dostac na Swieta.

Acha, zaznaczam, ze to jest lista MARZEN, zatem nie znaczy to, ze jest to lista realnych prezentow. Bo np. na buty Manolo to nie licze, nawet od mojego szalonego meza.

Zyczenia sa w komentarzach. Zakladka po lewej stronie 🙂

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As we are in Qatar, and family keeps asking what we want for Christmas, I decided to prepare our wish list. I’ll write about myself and Zuzia, Matt, if he wants to, he may add something as well, but he is a difficult case, he never knows what he wants, he never says what he wants, and everybody has a problem…

So in general this note is for family and for my fun, but it will be appreciated if you also put in comments your Christmas wishes.

I’d like to point out that this is a WISH list, so it doesn’t mean it’s a reality list. I wouldn’t ever expect Manolo’s shoes, not even from my crazy husband.

To see the wish list click "Skomentuj". You can see it also by clicking on "Lista zyczen" link on left hand side.

Wczoraj wieczorem Matt jak zwykle chwycil za pilota, aby wlaczyc klimatyzacje.

A tutaj niespodzianka: nie dziala!

Matt wciska te guziki, coraz mocniej, jakby sila nacisku miala jakiekolwiek znaczenie. Oglada pilota z kazdej strony, obraca go w te i we wte, i nic.

– Chyba baterie nie dzialaja – mowi w koncu. I poszedl wymienic baterie.

Wymienil, i znowu nic – klimatyzacja nie chce sie wlaczyc.

– Patrz Sylwia, mowi, pilot to chyba dziala, bo tutaj miga, widzisz, tutaj! – i mi pokazuje, ze miga.

– No miga. Matt, a wez ty sprobuj podskoczyc, jak bedziesz blizej tej klimatyzacji, to moze zadziala.

Matt zaczyna skakac, wysoko, wysoko. Oczywiscie klima nie dziala.

Wlazl na lozko, pilotem juz dotyka odbiornika. Znowu nic.

– Matt, kochanie. Sprobuj stanac na jednej nodze, moze wtedy?

Uwierzycie, ze stanal???? 🙂  Stoi na jednej nodze, pilotem dotyka odbiornika i wciska ten guzik jak szalony. Oczywiscie wszystko na nic.

Chcialam przetestowac, jak dalego moge sie posunac. Zasugerowalam, ze moze jak wsadzi palca w  pupe, to moze to cos pomoze?

W tym momencie Matt chyba zaskoczyl, ze cos nie tak: popatrzyl na mnie, usiadl, zaczal myslec, i w koncu eureka: klimatyzacja jest wylaczona z gniazdka!!!!

Alez mi sie dosatalo za robienie sobie jaj z meza. Ale sie chociaz serdecznie usmielismy.

Last night as usual Matt was trying to put the AC on. But surprise, surprise: the remote doesn’t work!

Matt presses the buttons, stronger and stronger, as if it was going to help. He’s looking at the remote from each possible angle, turning it in his hands, but it still doesn’t work.

– I think the batteries are out – he says. And off he went to change the batteries.

He changed the batteries and still, nothing, the remote doesn’t work, the AC doesn’t go on.

– Look, Sylwia – he says – I think the remote is working, look, here it’s flashing (and he’s showing me, that something is flashing on the remote).

– You’re right, it’s flashing. Matt, why don’t you try jumping up, maybe this will help?

Matt starts jumping, higher and higher, of course AC doesn’t work.

He stood on the bed, he’s touching the AC unit with the remote. Again, nothing.

– Matt, darling, why don’t you try standing on one leg, maybe then..?

Would you believe, that he stood on one leg??? He’s standing on one leg, touching AC unit with the remote, pressing the buttons like crazy. Of course none of the above helped, AC wasn’t working.

I wanted to test how far I can go with my joke. I suggested that maybe he could put his finger between his cheeks, maybe this could help?

I think this was the moment that Matt realized that something is wrong. he looked at me, sat down, started thinking and Eureka! the AC is unplugged from the socket!!!

Oh, you’re gonna get it! Matt said.

We had a lot of laugh. I think this will become a classic.

Obylo sie nawet bez problemow. Wypuscili mnie calkiem latwo. Mialam nadzieje, ze w Bahrain zjem sobie wieprzowinki (jakas kanapka z szynka, albo cos…), bo slyszalam ze Bahrain jest bardziej tolerancyjny niz Katar. Ale niestety nic z tego 😦 Pochodzilam sobie trzy godziny po lotnisku, i wrocilam do Kataru.

Wpuscili mnie tez bez problemow. Celnik tylko mnie zapytal, skad ja jestem, i czy przypadkiem nie wiem, jak jest Polska (or Poland) po arabsku. Nie wiedzialam, wiec on sobie wybral cos, co brzmialo podobnie, popatrzyl, popatrzyl, powtorzyl raz, powtorzyl drugi raz, tym razem z wiekszym przekonaniem, no i zdecydowal, ze Polska to musi byc wlasnie to, co mu sie wydawalo.

Poza tym jego zona byla w ciazy, wiec to mi tez pewnie pomoglo (bo ja bylam z dzieckiem).

Bogatsza w wize, i biedniejsza o 875 QR (800 bilety na samolot, 75 wiza) moge tu przebywac przez kolejne dwa tygodnie. Potem znow zaplace, i bedzie ok przez kolejne dwa tygodnie.

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I managed to get back with no major problems. They let me out quite easily. I was hoping in Bahrain I could eat some pork (a ham sandwich or something like that), because I heard that Bahrain is more tollerant than Qatar. But unfortunalely  I didn’t 😦 I spent three hours at the airport and I came back to Qatar.

They let me in without problems as well. The duty officer asked me where I was from, and if I don’t know how Poland is in Arabic. I didn’t know, so he chose something that sounded similar, he looked, repeated it to himself once, once again, and he decided that Poland is exactly what he thought it was.

Besides his wife was pregnant, so that must have helped me as well (as I was with a child myself).

Having visa and not having 875 QR (800 for plane tickets and 75 for a visa) I can stay in Qatar for next two weeks. Then, when I pay a bit more, I can stay for another two weeks.