Stylin'!

Thursday night Peter and I went to our first Embassy Event. It was at the Hilton Hotel. We were invited to celebrate with the embassy workers of Saudi Arabia, all 3 of them. Pete and I got these outfits made down in the Muslim section of town called Briqettere. Our new mentor, Claudette, took us to her tailor on Monday after school. We went back Wed. Night for a fitting. the got them Thursday morning. Mine is a shirt and long skirt, the top is embroidered and cut out. Peter's outfit is really pants, and long undershirt that is all embroidered and goes down to his knees, and then the outer shirt, all embroidered. They are customary outfits for here. When we first got fitted it was during the day and the market place was packed. Luckily, Claudette's driver knew what he was doing and they have a Land Rover as the dirt roads were treacherous, from the huge potholes. We left and went to get Marianne some shoes, I will never do that again. It was part of the market place where the sellers are aggressive, shoving shoes into my hands, yelling. On the way home one of the traffic circles of death was all backed up so Mbalo, the driver, got out and directed traffic. Then he would get back in and inch up a bit, and get out again. INSANE!