Didnt visit Jarir after all. Visited another place, just as fun. IKEA
A cab to IKEA from my place costs 15-20 SAR. Cabs in KSA arent metered...you bargain in increments of 5. Given my 'disability' when it comes to directions, I reasoned an extra 10 bucks to wait for me is quite good value for money. So I hopped into a cab driven by Pakistani driver Arshad and stepped into IKEA with the promise that I'll only be there for 20 minutes.
But, the plans of mice and men as they say... Soon found myself lost in IKEA and trying to get out. It doesnt help that only one in every 50 people speak English, or that practically everything is written in Arabic and most importantly Sallah (prayers) began and everyone disappeared. And then by chance, I saw a litle door that said "Emergency Exit Only" So i thought to myself - cabs waiting, im lost, this qualifies as an emergency. Pushed open the door and then.....the most deafening alarm began to ring trough the store. I quickly shut the doors but no good...it just kept on ringing.From a distance I saw security running towards the door which I had quickly moved away from
Meanwhile good ole Arshad is waiting for me. Ive recently figured that I seem to bring out maternal instincts in a lot of people (either smother him with love or just plain smother him). Fortunately it was the former. He stepped in, spoke Arabic, waited in a line for me, helped carry the cupboard and mirror on my trolley - It was overall very nice on his part.
To cut a long story short, 2 days later my furniture arrived - I now have a scary looking mirror in front of my bed ,a brown cupboard, a black set of drawers and white walls. Why so mismatched you may ask? Well, becuase as Frasier put it.."It's eclectic" . And if thats not good enough , well anyone else who considers it an eyesore will hopefully be enjoying it a lot longer than me..