our shwarma guy

I'll post about the fabulousness that was my trip to Oman in my next post... I just needed to share this bit of awesomeness that happened today.

We have two shopping obsessions: perfume and shoes. Today was a perfume shopping day. After sniffing what must have been fifty perfumes, many of which were the strong Arabic potions with which Qatari women douse themselves, and after negotiating at four or five different places for a specific Gucci fragrance we wanted, we decided that we were hungry. And so off to our favorite "shawerma" place where Eitikin, our favorite shawerma guy, always takes care of us. We just drive up, honk the horn, and he comes to our car, chats with us a bit and brings us our shwarma with some (usually free) drinks. This time, Lonneke asked for a Coke... but the place only has Pepsi. But our shwarma guy takes care of us, like I said, so Eitikin talked to another shwarma guy, the guy took a Pepsi, walked to the second-rate shwarma place a few doors down, exchanged the Pepsi for a Coke and walked back to Eitikin. We were elated when we realized what was going on. And Lonneke, of course, got her Coke.

It's nice to know people in this town, even if it's just to get a juicier shwarma and the drink of your choice. :)