Living in the Sandbox

After about 30 hours of traveling I safely arrived at my destination and with all 5 of my bags. For security reasons, from this point I will lovingly refer to my new home as 'the Sandbox'. Desert living is definitely different than anything I'm used to, but I think that eventually I'll get used to it. Right now there are some semester girls that are living in my apartment, so I am staying with another lady right now until mid-May when I will move into my own place. I don't have any pictures yet, as I haven't purchased my photo permit, but hopefully soon we'll get around to that.
Right now I am actually out of country. We are having a sub-regional meeting at a beautiful camp in the mountains. Funny story though. I have a visa from the Sandbox in my passport but no exit permit, meaning that I should have been stuck there. You would think that this might create some problems when I tried to leave for the meeting, but surprisingly it did not. On the suggestion of one of the nationals that works at the travel agency, I paperclipped the page of my passport that I did not want security to see to the next page. Amazingly enough, I went through a 17-step process to leave the Sandbox and my passport was actually scrutinized page by page 3 separate times but no one ever noticed that there were paperclipped pages. Maybe the Boss was just blinding their eyes? I don't know. All I do know is that I have now illegally exited the country and we don't really know how I will get back in. They say it shouldn't be a problem but with all the difficulties that I had getting in the first time I can't imagine that it won't be. I guess we'll just have to see! Wish I had some pictures for ya'll. Hopefully soon!