My Kuwait apartment SUCKS.
I'm not sure why it sucks. It's spacious (2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms) the Arabian Sea is about 300 feet away from my huge front window. We have private security 24 hours a day, and undergergound parking. My kitchen has the dumbest salt and peppered marble countertops that make it extremely difficult to see any food remnants. The bathroom that I use has marble floors and a really slippery tub. I busted my ass about a month ago getting out of the shower. I didn't think I was going to make it to work, but I did because I'm not used to whining and getting out of work. I have all of this furniture in it that was there when I moved in, and I don't use any of it. The walls are mainly bare. I'm basically in a jail cell when I get home after 13 hour work days. No visitors, nothing to do out in town...nothing. I started mailing stuff home today. When May 12th comes along, I don't want to have anything to wait on, I want to get on the plane, and never set foot in Kuwait again.