Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Conversation Partner Meeting 3

            My third meeting (second with Mohammed) went exceptionally well! I am staring to get to know him better and we both felt more comfortable around each other this time because we now know what to expect. I was running late, and last time he showed up early, so I was worried I was making him wait. Thankfully we were both running late and it all worked out. We first started off with the obligatory “how are yous” and finally got settled in to our conversation.
            I started off by saying how worried I was about being late because I lost track of time with all of the work I need to get done this week. He too said that this was a busy week especially because the intensive English program has their finals the week after thanksgiving break. We both laughed and agreed how every professor decides to assign projects, papers and tests right before finals. We then began discussing what we will be doing over the break. I said that I would be returning home to Colorado and he will be visiting Austin or Florida with his wife depending on what his budget allows. I asked if he had experienced thanksgiving and Christmas before and he said that he had while he was in the Netherlands for a year. He said it was cold this time of year, which I responded with how cold it is back home right now.
            The conversation then transitioned into talking about how it is currently raining in his hometown. It doesn’t rain to terribly often and when it does it causes some major problems. The government in Saudi Arabia, if you didn’t know, is a monarchy. As with any monarchy the government is filled with corruption. What does this have to do with rain you might ask? Well the rain needs somewhere to go, i.e. storm drains, infrastructure. Do to the corruptness in the nation money that gets allotted to the construction companies to improve the infrastructure and create the storm drains finds its way into the owner of the companies bank account instead of actually making the improvements. Mohammed said this is a big issue and because the infrastructure is so poor, it only takes about three ours of medium rainfall to create massive flooding that usually ends up in the deaths of a few citizens. I asked how often this happens and I was shocked to hear that is occurs every single year, sometimes even twice a year. It doesn’t just stop there. Another example he gave me was how the airport has a leaky roof and every time it rains it comes dripping into the building. Again, money that was allotted by the government to maintain the airport finds its way into someone’s Swiss bank account as opposed to making the necessary improvements.
            Mohammed worries that if the oil runs out that his country will be in ruin. The only thing he says that everyone relies on is oil. The government has destroyed the little bit of farmland that they have, and the once fairly good fishing grounds off the coast have now been covered with sand so the prince can have more plots of land for luxury houses. He said they are killing their natural resources and putting all of their eggs in one basket so to speak. Mohammed is also concerned with the property prices in Saudi. A decent home costs around $1 million US dollars. This is because there is limited space in the cities in which people actually want to live. Either that or the plots of land are on these man made spits of land that are owned by the royal family and they charge even more. I asked why not simply finance the house. He laughed and said that the banks are not in the best of shape and so getting a loan for a house is nearly impossible. If you do somehow get one you’re looking at 20% interest.

            Our conversation ended here with the worries he has for his countries. Right before we left I too said I was worried about my country and how my parent’s generation has left us with this huge mountain of debt and expects us to pay it off. Both situations are worrisome for guys our age but we are both confident that things will work out.

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