Our 'street' in the compound, is a 'dead-end' one with 26 villas lining it, 13 on either side. The eight villas, up the end, have been occupied by the tenants (most people have the rent assistance as included in their work contracts and it seems the only owners of villas in this compound are owned by Nationals), for about 8 or so months. The remaining villas (of which there are 6 vacant ones - we have no one living directly on either side of us) are occupied by people who all work for the same company Lyndon does. We all arrived around the same time, from September to December. It is a case of the street being split in too - that end and 'our end'.
It was someone from one of the tenants of 8 months+ who decided it would be a nice idea to get everyone together from the street and meet the ones they wave to. (ie - likes like me) We know quite well the people from 'our end' of the street, mainly because we all come from the 'southern hemisphere' and our husbands all work for the same company.
I learnt yesterday that our street has residents from France, Spain, Belgium, Scotland, England, New Zealand, USA, Australia (hel-lo!), Jordan, Norway, Sweden, Canada, India. We are multicultural are we not?
I befriended an older French couple, mainly because the woman produced some wonderful salads and desserts for our BBQ late lunch/early dinner. Oh my. How one does love french cooking. The lady gave me the recipe for these fabulous vegetables she produced onto the table to eat. So very tasty. Mmmm.... (Hopefully I can remember it when I decide to make it.)Her crepes were to die for too! *heehee* They were a lovely couple (he was a French Seaman after all) and it is now nice to know who I am waving at when they drive past my front door (if I happen to be outside!)
Monet had a good time, mainly playing with her little friend Holly from down the street.
Someone had organised a clown to attend to play some games which got all the kidlets involved. I have to say, she was rather a bossy clown, but dam it was hot yesterday so I am thinking that running about and trying to organise kids, whilst wearing a big clown suit would have been 'horrid'. Glad it was her and not I.
We had chats with neighbours, met a few new ones, enjoyed the ABBA dancing from some 'European' dads and the children from the street (very humorous, let me tell you!)
I think everyone is keen for the next street-do, but with the heat being turned up over the past week, I don't think it will be happening for quite some time.


