Monday, 2 April 2012

April 2, 2012


This morning the public relations man from school took three of us to an immigration office to get our resident cards.  Mine went fine, was finger printed electronically, picture taken twice and finally got my resident card, which means I don’t have to carry my passport all the time. The other teacher, had problems as someone made a mistake with the dates she came in to Oman.  She finally got her card after the dates were corrected. That all took 2 hours. There were busloads of migrant workers lined up to get cards. Most construction work and manual labor is done by East Asian workers. They sweep everywhere, take care of gardens, pick up the trash that is tossed everywhere, knowing it will be picked up by this army of workers. They work on putting up the apartment buildings. I’m guessing these poor fellows are brought here with no building skills and told to build apartment buildings such as mine. The actual workmanship in these beautiful apartments is terrible. Grout smeared all over tiles, uneven and broken tiles and my polished granite counter top has the area near the seams ground with a grinder and smeared with a rubber cement to fill in the seams and counter top patched together in several pieces. Holes are punched in the walls to put in wires and some electrical plugs were never wired. Building inspector (if any) must have been paid off. 
 Home built just behind our apartment
 The school
 Boys at work
 Checking to see if their egg broke, we dropped them off the roof in protective coverings.