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Almost everyday it is raining here in Dammam. The weather is getting colder and colder. And December is just around the corner. Actually Tuesday comes and I will be home at last! But I am so busy now because of the audit visit beginning December 1. I am making it sure that my areas of concern will be as complete as possible for the audit team though my mind now is on "flight mode" and I am really exciting for the Tuesday exit.  Yesterday I had bought some of the "pahabol na pasalubong" though I really make it sure that most of the pasalubong are all light since I will be alone in the flight so carrying a heavier load is not applicable. I desperately need that Tuesday now!

I am listening now to Serial  via Soundcloud and I am really hooked. I am currently listening to episode 5 in which the latest on the site is episode 9. This podcast which making a huge buzz online and the most controversial and talked-about podcast of all time now got me and I am into it. It is like a lost obsession with radio back in my 80's days. And in line with my "addiction" with "How To Get Away with Murder" TV series which unfortunately aired the winter finale - Wes is the Killer - I have to wait till January to see the next episode. And thanks God I have discovered "Serial" and yes it is very addictive. I have explored exhaustively the internet about almost everything about Serial. And these are some of those sites: http://serialpodcast.org/  - the official website of the podcast.. http://serialpodcast.org/maps/people-map#  - the "people map" about the case.. http://www.vox.com/a/serial-podcast-character-guide http://www.t...

At the control room of Qurayyah Power Plant with Adel..got to update the IMS data on the computer there..

Sometimes seeing the beauty in nature heals all the sorrows..all the unhappiness..all the pain..all the broken pieces..and I was not sleep that afternoon going home and saw those sights of setting sun to rest for another day..

I think when it is cold I tend to feel hungrier than ever. I don't know but that's the way it is. So I had come to Khobar and ate some "dulong", BBQ and dinuguan..great Pinoy dishes! And yes I will never leave my love for coffee..and this time it is Segafredo also in Khobar..loved their cappuchino and some bread..

Ryan has a new hobby; taking photos of airplanes..I love it too..I really need to go home and we might have a photo session near the airport..

Sometimes all we need is tour near the sea..feel the breeze...the lights..the evening is getting deeper..blurred lines..

It is audit season also here in Saudi Arabia! And I am in-charge with the IMS documentation and implementation ( integrated management system). I am also doing some Hand-over and Warranty issues for audit on the first week of December in which I will go home to the Philippines! Ironic and I must turn-over all of my work to somebody who could handle these stuff while I am away.  Anyways I have about two weeks of crunched time!

About two weeks ago my friend chatted me via Facebook that he will come here in Dammam for a visit. He is currently working in Dubai for a pump company, a world class company. He has this privilege of visiting some of the countries here in the Middle East to check whether their products are doing well. At first he was in Oman for a week visit. Then as I mentioned he was here in Dammam. He used to work here for seven years but gave up and looked for a greener pasture. Dubai provided it for him. And now he is on his track for success! Next time as he said he will go to Kuwait and eventually to Iraq. Again thank you Cesar for a visit. My friend my classmate.

- that feeling that I have become homesick for no reason but I know for sure it is because my flight to the Philippines is getting nearer.. -that feeling that somehow an idea of not coming back here comes to my mind.. -that feeling of somehow clueless of what is waiting for me back home..a year can make a difference.. -that feeling of accepting that this is my fate..working abroad.. - that feeling of overjoyed but somehow feeling some void somewhere in my soul.. -that feeling of realization that I am a "hero"? since I am an OFW? - that feeling of having a Christmas once again at home.. -that strange feeling that somehow I will miss the Middle East when I come home..

For about two weeks  I need to go to the warehouse once in awhile to assist the personnel there because of the on-going issuance of material to the Simens guys to fix some damage in one of the turbine of the plant.. And thanks God it is quite cold now so I have no problem walking for about 5 or more minutes from the Admin to the warehouse/workshop building. Though I am assigned in the Admin to be a technical support  doing some administrative tasks, PGM instructed me to oversee the on-going activities of Simens that may last this December. It's nice to wear those PPE's hahaha though I have to borrow the suits from another personnel because it is only this week that the safety officer issued my PPE's.

November 1. All Saint's Day but in the Philippines it is the day that we go to cemetery and visit and give some prayers to our loved ones who passed away. An occasion that is embedded in our culture and to pay respect and to remember all the memories that we have when our loved ones are still alive. To my Tatay, my Tiyas and Tiyos, Lolos and Lolas- I am offering some prayers to you this day since I am very far away from home.

This may serve as an update(s). Yesterday I was talking to Harry via FB messenger ( only yesterday that we knew it could be used as voice call hahahaha!) and he was so very happy and so excited for his one-month (or longer for life?) in the Big Apple on December. I have seen his facebook status about conquering the City That Never Sleeps but quietly believed it until I spoke to him for confirmation. And he was into it. He told me that he just applied for a tourist visa to US and everything fell into places as God planned for him. He was given a 10 or 15 year multiple visa. Lucky him!  A few months ago when I was still struggling to adjust here in Dammam I got some friends to look into that will make my homesick-ness bearable. One of them was Cesar. He was my elementary classmate in Ilijan back then and a very good friend of mine. He said before that he will go back to the Philippines and will settle there for some reason. To have a baby. However after several months of sta...