Once settled in our new home it was about time to introduce ourselves to our neighbours (without any basket of muffins, I’m not so desperate to be liked… yet!).
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| Each house is divided into 2 symmetrical homes Left part of the house: our neighbours / Right part: us |
So there we were, knocking at their door, not knowing who it would open on… And so we met Gregory, who immediately called his wife Ronelle and his son Timothy to come and meet us, then invited us to sit and have a cup of coffee. They’re South Africans, as apparently most of the people on the compound, have been here a year and plan to stay in the Gulf for another couple of years. They explained that living in the Northern Hemisphere is of great advantage for them, since they’re able to travel to many more places than they would from South Africa. Everything is at a reasonable distance, easily covered with any, say, Emirates flight (Dubai remaining the biggest hub in the region). Their son studies at an international high school in Jubail and particularly enjoys French lessons there (his dad says it might be due to the French teacher; I wouldn’t be surprised, this happens more often than you’d think!).
So they seem to enjoy life here, and they’ll probably have useful tips for us newbies in the city. Did I mention they’re really nice, and we’re lucky to have them as neighbours?
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