There’s a new law in Saudi Arabia that all non-Saudi citizens need to be fingerprinted, down to age 7. So Erica arranged to take Mauski out of school early to take her down to get fingerprinted. What a fiasco. They stopped taking people an hour before they were due to close, which was before we could get there. We continued our trek, but they had closed the que. The next day was basically the same situation, so Erica complained and the third time was apparently the charm, probably because she had spoken up. Good thing, because after that, they were telling people they had to go get it done in Jeddah and stand in lines starting at 5 am!
Waiting in the shade for the bus to come
The bus we wanted to take apparently skipped our stop and we had to wait for the next one, about a half an hour in the heat, while others came and went by car.
The fingerprinting truck
In the meantime, we stopped in at a bank across from the mosque.
Waiting for the bus
Later that evening, Erica and Mohamed finally went on a date while I watched the kids. They helped me make dinner, and we watched The Three Mousketeers.