I have hit the motherlode, for sure.

This country has virtually no books. Oh, there are Korans everywhere, but try to find something in English besides ABC’s for children or a few unfavorite classics and there is very little.

Until now. This little hole in the wall has books in both English and Arabic, some musty tomes with red and black leather covers marked in the thousands of riyals. As a bonus they have a coffee dude from Bangladesh who will repeatedly call you “my friend” and ask your nationality over and over.

I am now the proud owner of that green book on the right, Wehr’s classic English/Arabic dictionary, printed in Lebanon. For some reason I had to have it.

I discovered this by accident looking for something else, and its location shall remain a deep dark secret until I have exhausted all its permutations.


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