I got the call on Friday (7.6.07) that I would be going to Detroit on Saturday(7.7.07) for an offical site inspection for this event im working on for 7.20.07... so like the trooper I am ( I say that in the most cynical way possible) I sacrifice my weekend and wake up at 6am to catch a 830am flight...Its all good.. cuz guess what this chic was about to make something out of nothing...With Dearborn not to far.. I knew I wanted to be surrounded by my kinda "folk"
Now.. with me being Middle Eastern and all... Dearborn is like where every Arab landed when they came to the decesion to move to the US. Its like someone was playing pin the donkey and they pinned Dearborn, Michigan as the main destination where all the immigrants could take over....
Fresh off the plane, in my rental with the GPS system I get directions to go to Dearborn.... straight off the exit.. I get this wave of pride,saddness,happiness,and ultimate home sickness... all the signs were in Arabic... everyone was speaking Arabic....Arabic music was playing all around... I mean it was Arab overkill.. and I LOVED IT!!! I didnt realize how much I had missed home... (not as in the A... but as in Jordan) I miss walking the streets and hearing the mid afternoon prayers.. I miss the bodegas and the 25cent colas, I miss my cousins and I miss tea/coffee hour where all the women sit on the patio and gossip.. I missed the innocence.. I miss the simplicity... and it just made me realize how bad I want to be back in that enviroment.. How I have become so westernized...(ooohhh Touche) and how if and when that day comes.. I think I will truly be content with marrying my little entrepenure , good arab, muslim husband, having kids, taking them to Arabic school on saturdays.. and living the simple life... key word simple... If only my family can read this now... they would think the holy spirit had taken over my soul and body... shock would be an understatement....
In my last hours in the "D" I went to the Arab-American National Museum... and this was one of the paintings I saw.. I thought I had taken a pic of the rest of the pic.. but no go.. bascailly it was an Arab girl dreaming of being white with blonde hair and blue eyes.. and then she looks in the mirror and sees what she really is... exotic and gorgeous just as is...
The only thing fucked up about our mentality is the standard of beauty....*sigh*
The best bakery since I dont know when.. I bought so many spices and things to bring back home...
How taboo.. the word Sex and Middle.. in the Middle of Dearborn aka Little Middle East... by chance you say??? Things that make you go Hmmmmmmmm?!?!
One of my all time faves... Kahlil Gibran.. if you dont know... you better get familiar... You live by your bible... I live by "The Prophet" and the Koran...BET.
On a side note... at dinner.. my friend Kelly who works at a PR firm as well, was telling me about this new client that they have took on .. and the program is to bring awarness to the Isralei and Palestinian youth wanting to join forces and have one voice... literally not 5 minutes latter I get an email from Nari ( hi cuzzo ) with this link....now thats a sign..
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