Today is Kuwait's National Day.
We usually try to travel during this time but weren't able to this year because my husband is moving to a new office and needs to vacate his current premises before the end of the month.
I walked this morning. Fed kitties at the park and picked up garbage at the walking path closest to where we live.
Had a very nice conversation with a young guy who is around the same age as my boys (mid-20's) -- we met a couple of years ago when he thanked me for picking up garbage and now we chat whenever we are out there at the same time.
Unfortunately, this past week, there's been a lot of littering of the land with balloons and syringes because the kids seem to think that water balloon fights are a way to celebrate their country. They also use water guns to spray passing cars and people.
I really hate it.
And when my husband suggested we take an afternoon walk, I knew it was a bad idea but went anyways.
Some jerk (much stronger words were used when it happened) lobbed a full bottle of water at me from a big black truck hitting me from behind in the left shoulder. My husband had already crossed the street and had no clue what was going on. Obviously, it was quite a shock -- good thing it didn't hit my head.
We did a circle around walking path number two in our neighborhood and then I went back to find the bottle of water that had been thrown at me. Watered a couple of small bushes with it and then as we hightailed it home, I threw the empty bottle in the trash.
Last year on this day, we were in Colombo, Sri Lanka and I had such a lovely day out with my friend and her daughter.
So, yeh -- that's the reason why we usually try to get away. It's chaotic and crazy and the hooligans are in rare form during these so-called celebrations (tomorrow is also their Liberation Day, so you can bet I'll be hiding out at home).