hmmm I guess I knew the secret long ago, but walking around with Yemeni men has completely confirmed it for me.
I went to a honey shop ( Yemeni honey is supposed to be the best in the world,) with one of the teachers at my center, and to a money change place with another today and it was awesome.
For the first time, I feel like I actually got some respect. The hooting and the hollering didn’t stop ( not from the kids anyway…. “Somaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaliiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa– so wrong.. but they’re kids, what can you do? 😦
But I encountered a new stare: the “oh, she is with him so I better lower my gaze and mind my damn business look.” I have waited six weeks for people, men and women to glance me over and then turn their attention to matters that concern them. For the first time I went outside and felt like I wasn’t the coming attraction.
All the while I was thinking, ” I need to get me one of these for every time I go outside…lol.” I don’t know if they thought we were husband and wife, I don’t know if they thought he was some sort of tourist guide. All I know is what I saw and heard and felt which for the most part was silence: Golden.
I could do Yemen for much longer if I could feel like that every day…. but alas, it did not last.
As soon as I went out with a group of foreigners, the old feeling came back again.