when I ceased explaining and started doing & a day & a night

. . . the happy discovery of a local supermarket with fresh produce, served by a man with a sideways head, his head resting on his right shoulder (who, after that initial encounter, greets me warmly, the second time doing a dance like the dwarf in Twin Peaks), canned, bottled, 0.0 beer the only not-super-fruity-or-sweet drink (although apple-flavoured and berry-flavoured beer is also available and can, with yeukkh consequences, be easily mistaken for the (0)real thing), Saudi goods and a bakery, only an half hour each way on foot from the Ascott. The happy discovery, in labneh and jam, of a winning combination; the happy discovery, but that in order to do so I have to start, that I can learn Arabic.

. . .and, these:

from the allotments opposite, the curve of a building, yet, like many around here, empty and untenanted (and strangely you cannot make the excuse here that these are some kind of tax dodge, who knows what economy drives their construction), the playground on the second floor by the pool (this is the men's and family pool; the women's is an infinity pool on the roof of the 26 storeys) with the mosque tower visible and more construction in the background . .. and also poolside:

. . . a note on chairs: chairs like those on the back of this ute, except not like these because not plural, single chairs, chairs outside what are called villas, houses, walled, their walls adjacent to the street, in the walls, doors, and there will be photos of doors in posts to follow, doors of different sizes, usually double doors permitting entry for the owner of these my-home-is-my-castles, and smaller, lower doors, for the staff, the staff who hang their clothes out to dry on the road, whose shoes are on the curb, whose buckets and mops are drying roadside, who are out in the heat of the day washing the dust off the cars, whose lower doors are sometimes left ajar, whence music or the sounds of activity related to the station of those who use them, beside these doors in particular, chairs; by a low door, a chair, seldom occupied, a chair then like the promise of rest. Then, chairs like this everywhere, outside the Saudi German Hospital ER, on a traffic island in a carpark, an office chair; many office chairs, modern, with wheels, the webbing of their backs dusty, one arm or two broken, or like this:

. . . foyer chairs, taken outside, promising rest, a nap, cap pulled over eyes, seldom seen occupied. . . a study of chairs suggested itself, with portraits of chairs without occupants, each one established in situ with intent, with deliberation, but empty.