Maroon 5

Do you ever find yourself in a situation and wonder how you got there? For instance, the other day I found myself riding down the road on our way to go shopping in a brand new, air conditioned honda civic with my current landlord, 2 of his teenage daughters, and my housekeeper....with Maroon 5 blasting.

It all started when I wanted to tell my housekeeper something in Arabic. Of course, I had no idea what I wanted to say, so I stepped across the hall to grab one of the teenage girls (who speak perfect English) and have them translate for me. The landlord was already in the hall and so I told him that I wanted him to tell her that I would take her shopping to get whatever she needed to clean with and then any food she wanted. Apparently he found something in this plan unacceptable and the next thing I know I'm being whisked away to the car. The second we got in, the girls handed up their Maroon 5 CD (which I never would have imagined a national having in the Sandbox) and we were off. Even now, I'm not exactly sure where we went and I sure couldn't get back there, but it was a bonding experience with the teenage girls and my househelper, who seemed a little standoffish at first, but is now more friendly than ever!