We flew to India through Bahrein. The airport of Bahrein was the first surprise.
FatherS Christmas in plastic, everywhere, singing, smiling, dancing, welcoming us to this airport. It was like a remake of Christmas, as Disney World would have done it.
The first time I saw so many 'men in white', all looking like these Oil Kings who makes petrol contracts with our dear presidents.
but also 'women in black'. Completely covered of black. But I noticed black high heels under this black tissue.
While I was trying to sleep to avoid jet lag, Liva met a Pakistanese family: these are their questions:
- where do you come from? 'Latvia'
- what is your religion? 'christian'
- are you married? 'yes' -
and then, to avoid any confrontations, the Pakistanese father said 'christians are good !'.
She had such a good time with this family, that it's no problem for her to cross Pakistan now !! ;)
