We left our bus and started searching for a currency exchange shop. As we approached a shop after a long search as it happens in new places if you are out of luck, it just suddenly closed. They just won't let us in. Someone from us who has been to Jeddah before told us that it is the time of prayer. Everything must be closed. So we resorted to roaming here and there trying to find some still opened shop. Not finding any me and two other separated from the group to move on our own or to just wait in front of the other shop. After some time we realized that we have SIM cards here I.e nothing to remain in contact with the group. We started searching for the group which has somehow managed to disappear. During that search I gave the idea that we first offer prayer and then resume our search.
There was mosque right in front of us. So we moved towards the mosque. As I approached the gate of mosque a teenager gave me a very strange look. I ignored it. I shouldn't have. Well we placed our shoes outside the mosque and entered. After completing prayer we came out quickly to save time as we were not having much of that. To my surprise my shoes were gone. My almost new NIKE were gone. Those were the most expensive shoes that I have ever bought. Around $100. Then I realized that the teenager out side the mosque had also given a strange look to my shoes as well which I had completely ignored as well.
Just writing this I have come to a realization that he was the same person to whom I went for balance the next day. OMG!!!While asking for balance I was thinking I have seen this boy somewhere. You bugger why just why. Well they are gone now and I am back in Pakistan. I just missed those shoes from time to time. They were a blessing.
A tribute to my Nike Shoes whoever the hell is in possession of them now.
