One for the Troops

As I was coming down off my "princess high" today, I remembered that I forgot to tell you about our Macaroni Grill lunch that I shared with my photographer/Chevron wives, Karen and Kim, after the ribbon cutting ceremony. We had a great lunch cussing and discussing the many views of living in Doha and their culture, deciding how wonderful it was that we could share our opinions and still walk away as friends. We'll see how long that lasts. Anyway, after our meal Tomi our Macedonian waiter (you know I don't go anywhere without finding out where everyone I talk to is from) continued to ply us with multiple glasses of tea, when Kim noticed that there was a group of American military guys sitting at a booth across the restaurant from us. You can always spot those military hairdos. She casually mentioned buying their lunch when Karen already had the waiter flagged down inquiring about the aforementioned gentlemen. Tomi was a bit taken aback by our request. We weren't sure if it was from the language barrier or the fact that we looked like three American spinsters trying to pick us up some army guys. Well, after much rigamarole, we did get their check and anonymously pick up the tab, receiving some strange looks from Tomi and the lovely waitress that delivered the service men's check to us. I think that they thought the tea was getting to us. It was really quite funny to hear Kim keep explaining to the waiter that this is a gesture that we do for our American military to thank them for serving our country. I couldn't decide if she was just trying to educate the man about Americans or trying to clear our good names! We walked away laughing, wondering what they were thinking about these crazy white women...I'm sure it was...."and we thought Doha was the land of odd".