Goo
My dream is to have 5 minutes without being covered in baby goo. It’s a dream I have.
Anyway Ramadan vacation starts on Wednesday, which means the kids will stop coming to school on Monday. We fly to Riyadh next Saturday for Vanessa’s interview with the US embassy.
I must say that, as usual, Ramadan is starting to irritate me. It’s because nothing is open until 10PM. Considering my bedtime is about 930PM, this is a problem. We can’t get anything done. Thankfully this is the last week of Ramadan and another spell of nonsense is behind me. This year, because I need to go pick up my drycleaning etc at 10PM, I have started taking siestas. It’s nice.
duststorm
It’s Saudi national day, so no work. We drove out into the desert to one of the bays of the Red Sea, so I could go fishing. We bought some camp chairs and a cooler for the expedition. The thing with this area, called the sharm, the thing with the sharm is it’s 45 minutes from our house, and we have no way of knowing the weather or tidal conditions until we get there. So we arrived at low tide with a dust storm blowing up. I spent an hour trying to cast. I know the fish are there. I could see many. But the wind swiftly grew so strong that I couldn’t cast more than a foot. It was very frustrating. Soon the waves grew into whitecaps and I gave up. Vanessa has been telling me I should forget about flyfishing. She says it’s fine for rivers and lakes, but it won’t work in the ocean. This is not so and when she said I should cast bait, I told her that was sacrilege. I have been rather unfortunate with my new Orvis saltwater flyfishing gear, indeed, I am a bit depressed to say I haven’t caught a fish yet. However this is partly because I don’t know what I’m doing in salt water, and partly, like today, just bad luck of arriving when the wind was too strong.
the dollar’s sorry decline parte trois
I’ve been griping about the greenback’s steady decline for a year now. Finally the Wall Street Journal has started to pay attention. If you check out Market Beat Blog (subscription probably required), which I read religiously every morning, you’ll note a lot of chatter about the dollar’s new lows. I predict we’ll bottom out at about $1.45 to the Euro. Most disturbing is that the Canadian dollar is now worth more than the greenback. That just ain’t right. It’s like hell froze over or something. Anyway the folks back home should expect inflation to grow, as imports become more expensive. And you guys should expect me and the family to be vacationing Stateside for the foreseeable future, because with the new lows in the dollar, we officially can’t afford to travel anywhere else.
Yes indeed, it’s become rather catastrophic, which is why, I think, the Wall Street Journal is starting to discuss it in detail. For me it’s particularly catastrophic, since the Saudi riyal is pegged to the dollar. If you measure my salary against the Euro or sterling, I have lost about 30% of my income in the last 3 years. Thankfully I have the luxury of simply not going to Europe and not buying European products. Which I will certainly be doing. Pity, really. For example, we drink French water in my house, and I already know it’s expensive, but I bet you it’s going to be getting even more expensive. I feel bad for my colleagues at work who go home to London. They’re really screwed. I’m going to make a study of which countries are pegged to the dollar, and limit my travel to them. This is the only sensible ting to do at the moment. I know the Emirates are pegged to the Saudi riyal, which means they’re pegged to the dollar. There’s Peru, where you can pay for anything in dollars or sole. I’m scratching my head about where else we can go without being gouged. The real irony is that the Philippines, by all accounts, should be a cheap place. But I tell you, it was a tad more expensive last summer. Still cheap enough I suppose, but I really did notice that my pocketbook has lighter. Indeed I was planning on buying an ocean-front house in Capoocan next summer, but mark my words, that ain’t happenin’ without the greenback’s cooperation. In this instance, luckily, there is no real real estate market in Capoocan, and the house will likely still be there in 2-3 years.
Christmas season
The Fed’s rate cut should probably spur Wall Street into the traditional Christmas season advances, which means the Cheetahhhhhh will shortly take his money out of money markets and put it back into index mutual funds. I generally stick with European indexes these days because they mirror Wall Street by about 80% but without some of Wall Street’s volatility. The Cheetahhhhhhhh plays only one financial game, and that’s the indexes. However I will wait a few days because we will probably get some profit-taking after the big jump yesterday.
The Wall Street Journal describes the Fed’s rate cut as “another nail in the dollar’s coffin”. And indeed the dollar is at 1.39 to the Euro now. I planned for this and one cent more, and the Cheetahhhhhhh will start making profit. However I don’t like it of course. There is some talk that the Arabian gulf countries will implement a unified currency which is not pegged to the dollar. This however will take years to implement, and I’m not certain I’ll stick around long enough to appreciate it (though who knows). Also, all things go in cycles, especially all things monetary. So the best thing to do now, really, is to spend your dollars in places that take the greenback, such as the USA or Peru, and to avoid everywhere else, because it’ll cost you big. I may be taking my vacations in the States if things don’t improve, though this would go against my natural inclination, ie, to vacation on tropical beaches. Unfortunately I predict further declines in the dollar, because the US election season generally triggers weakness in the dollar. However the dollar will eventually strengthen again, so for those of you who are actually affected by dollar weakness, the best thing you can do now is simply wait, and keep everything denominated in dollars. If you buy Euros now, for example, you’ll get screwed. They’re too expensive.
Coming to America
coat-of-arms
I added my ancestral Polish coat-of-arms on the sidebar. Notable bearers of this Coat of Arms include the following people who are presumably my ancestors:
- Jan Zamoyski
- Joanna Barbara Zamoyska
- Gryzelda Konstancja Zamoyska
- Jan Sobiepan Zamoyski
- Tomasz Zamoyski
According to Wikipedia:
Jelita – is a Polish Coat of Arms. It was used by several szlachta families in the times of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth.
This coat of arms was granted by King Władysław Łokietek to a peasant soldier (and his family) after the Battle of Płowce (1331) in which the Polish armies defeated the 40,000-strong force of the Teutonic Knights with minimal casualties.
Legend says that the man fought with great courage and only fell in battle when pierced by three spears in the abdominal region which caused his bowels to fall out. Shortly before death the King ennobled the fatally wounded man. Hence the three crossed spears in the coat of arms as well as the name Jelita – Bowels or Guts.
Additionally, the Polish medieval chronicler, diplomat and solider Jan Dlugosz referred to those bearing the Jelita coat of arms as “a clan born in Poland of men who are modestly devoted to dogs and hunting.”
New pics of The Bug
Ramadan
It’s Ramadan tomorrow. This is nice because classes get reduced. I don’t have to be in the office until 930. Right now I start teaching at 730 and I don’t like it. Ramadan could be frustrating if you’re all gung-ho, because students show up 15 minutes late typically, which reduces actual classtime to about 20-25 minutes.
The Bug has learned how to climb. At first it was a fluke… a week or two ago, I turned my head for a minute, and suddenly he was up on the bed beside me. Didn’t happen again though. Now he’s really going at it. This morning he spent quite some time opening a bottom drawer, climbing in, using it as a step, and trying to get up onto my desk. I remember when he didn’t even move. Kids grow up so quickly.
Anyhoo… not a lot to report otherwise.
NFL
Showtime’s NFL coverage start Sunday at 8PM. I couldn’t be more excited. For those of you who don’t know, the NFL is the National Football League, ie, American football. And THANK GOD, it’s been too long without football. The only problem I anticipate is that I may not see much of the Green Bay Packers. You know, they will play the “big games” and these will probably not include the Packers at the moment, considering they suck. I do, of course, have my #2 team, Tampa Bay. They are the Cheetahhhhhhhh’s #2 owing to the fact that his grandma lived there. The only other teams I vaguely like are Miami and San Fran. I’m not sure how any of my teams are looking this year, because I’ve been out of touch for so long.
US and international equities are a bit dicey right now, I might note. The Cheetahhhhhhh’s not doing anything for another week or two. September is historically a weak month, followed by the strongest months of the year, the pre-Christmas season.
The Big Apple
I spent the morning in Saudia Airlines trying to get my ticket to the USA booked. It’s ridiculously laborious because the government is paying for it, so I sat there for 3 hours and eventually said I’d come back tomorrow. But anyway we will be arriving in Madison 13 Dec. On 26 Dec we fly to the Big Apple for a day, and the 27th we fly home to Yanbu.
We’re tremendously excited about a day in New York City. I haven’t been there since I was 19 years old. I wish we could spend more time there but we only have 2 weeks of holiday. We’re also planning to pop on down to Chicago for a day or two.
The only thing that remains to be done is get Vanessa a visa, and get Little Chris his AMerican passport. The passport won’t be a problem. The visa shouldn’t be, given that Vanessa is married to an American, and given that she’s never caused any trouble to anyone. As you can see, we’re just going ahead with arrangements on the assumption she will indeed receive an entry visa.
I wanted to book us into the Plaza Hotel in NYC but it seems to be fully booked already. What’s with that.
Item #2. I seem to be the resident Filipino bride expert in Yanbu. I don’t know why I’m the expert given that there are a few hundred actual Filipinos living here. But in the 10 days I have been back in Saudi, I have been asked by 3 different Saudis how they can get a Filipino second wife. What’s going on, I wonder. Maybe there was something on Saudi TV about Filipino brides. The oddest one was my dry cleaner. He’s actually Egyptian and speaks no English. His Egyptian dialect is hard for me to understand. He’s yapping at me and asking, am I pleased with my Filipino wife? She is a good wife? And I’m saying yes yes, while wondering what the hell this is about. Then he says, “My first wife is Egyptian and she gives me nothing but headaches. I can’t afford to get a Saudi second wife,” he said… Saudis have to pay something like a “bride price” and it’s quite expensive to get a young pretty bride, apparently… AND SO I said you’re going to have a damn hard time convincing a Manila (ie Christian) girl to be a second wife. I suggested the Muslim island of Mindanao…
























