The people one meets

The way the network of people here in Kuwait works is strange.

You meet people for the first time and they asap hook you up with someone they decide you need to meet.

This way I ended up meeting Jane last Sunday (after I met another woman the first time, which made that phone call....).

We went to Starbucks around my corner here and had some good hours chat time. She is Canadian and has lived in Germany for many years. She's also a painter.

We made a loose appointment for this morning again and she tried to bring a German friend of hers as well. We ended up being four women this morning. A Spanish, a Canadian and two German "Ladies" . The Lady from Spain is what Jane calls a real artist. Paints, makes Jewlery and makes Sculptures. Fascinating. All of us have travelled the world a bit or a bit more and we had a lot to Chat about.

Sharing stories similar and yet different from all kinds of places. That you get handerchiefs as a present in Japan, because you need them in summer and you have to wear stockings there, no matter what the temperatures are. That most Indians love to have a lot of people close to them and call one a neighbor when he comes out of the same 5 million people small "village".

We will repeat this. One of the rare times that I say "It's fun to meet some women".