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Riding the Bus often

From 201010 Saudi scenes
It is ironic that this land of cheap gasoline has so much group transport -- buses.
From 201010 Saudi scenes
Our housing compound has a Toyota-Coaster bus that takes some to/from school (we usually go earlier and return later, on a similar bus that the school provides). Driver Yahya takes residents on the 90-minute trip down to the Big City shopping every Thursday morning. The above picture shows our group one Thursday, usually going to Ikea or the new Lulu's Hypermarket, or the Dhahran Mall.
Coleman rides a different bus every day to and from school -- usually 100 minutes there, 80 minutes back.  His bus is evidently an old tourist bus, usually comfortable but a bit dusty.  The air-conditioning usually works too well.  I've ridden it with him several times, to attend business meetings at the district office.
From 201010 Saudi scenes
There he is, at 5:45am every morning, at the start of the bus run. Fortunately only about 20 students are assigned to this 40-seat bus, so there's plenty of room to stretch out -- most students sleep in the morning, or finish homework.

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  1. Today I spent 5 1/2 hours at Ikea in Round Rock .... there is not an Ikea in San Antonio but there is one in Saudi Arabia??? jan

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  2. Well, I caught up with you. You really win the prize for adventuresome families. It's all very interesting to me. Where are your Muslim families at your school from?

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