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Report 7 : Abandoned Home
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“Report 6: Shukran Compound” by Report on Saudi Arabia https://medium.com/p/c712a51c58c6
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تقرير 2: قصر الأميرة نورة
اكتشفت بقايا قصر الأميرة نورة في قسم وحيد من البطحاء محاطة بالحافلات والسيارات المحطمة. القصر مصنوع من العمارة السعودية التقليدية المبنية من الآجر المبنية من الآجر وبعض الزخارف. تم بناء القصر في أوائل الثلاثينيات من قبل الملك سعود لشقيقته نورة. في الوقت الذي تم بناؤه كان من الممكن أن يقف وحده في مكانه الحالي. ولكن منذ وفاة نورا في الخمسينيات من القرن الماضي ، كانت تتدهور ببطء وتحيط بها المزيد من المباني مع نمو المدينة. عند محاولة فحص زخرفة المبنى ، قوبلت برائحة نفاذة من البول والبراز. يستخدم القصر الآن كمرحاض للرجال الذين يزورون البطحاء والذين يفترض أنهم لا يدركون أهمية المبنى. قصر الاميرة في البطحاء القصر محطم من الرياض ، المدينة القديمة: من أصولها حتى الخمسينيات (1992) ويليام فيس ظل قصر نورا جيدًا حتى الثمانينات عندما سرت حول جانب القصر ، اكتشفت بوابة صغيرة حول الجانب الأيسر من المبنى. كان يوجد داخل البوابة أريكتان والعديد من الكراسي حول طاولة القهوة ، المنطقة المغطاة بخشنة صغيرة ، والأرض مملوءة بأكياس بلاستيكية زرقاء. بدا هادئًا ومريحًا. على جانب المبنى كان هناك ترتيب للعوازل الكهربائية القديمة المرفقة بقطعة من الخشب. كنت آخذ في المشهد عندما بدأ الباب المعدني المتداعي بالجانب في الصراخ. لم يكن لديّ وقت للهروب عندما خرج رجل أسود خفيف يرتدي ملابس غربية وقبعة بيسبول في واشنطن ريدكينز ، ونظر إلي دون مفاجأة. تحدثت إليه بالعربية وأجاب باللغة الإنجليزية ، مرحباً يا صديق. لقد دعاني إلى الجلوس والتحدث معه وتحولت اللحظة سريعًا من لحظة الخوف إلى لحظة الاهتمام والفرح. كان مسلماً أميركياً من أركنساس ، الجيش الأمريكي السابق الذي اختفى في المملكة العربية السعودية بعد أزمة الوعي ووجد نفسه يعيش في جزء من قصر الأميرة نورة. جلسنا وشربنا وشربنا الشاي وتحدث عن جون ريجنز وهو يركض في دفاع ميامي دولفينز خلال مباراة السوبر بول في الثمانينات. أخبرته أنني مهتم بالعمارة وأخذني في جولة في مسكنه المتواضع. كان اسمه لورانس وكان قد خلق أماكن معيشة أنيقة داخل مساحة مستطيلة صغيرة حيث عاش على مدى السنوات ال 15 الماضية.
تقرير 1: شيراتون الرياض
إنه أول يوم لي في الرياض وأقيم في فندق شيراتون فايف بوينتس في قسم الديرة في المدينة. إنه مبنى غير عادي ، يطل على المنطقة بأسطوانة من 30 طابقًا مع نوافذ بوابة صغيرة ، تبدو أكثر ملاءمة للبحر من الصحراء. يبدو أنه تم بناؤه في السبعينيات ويبدو أنه كان جزءًا من خطة لبدء جزء استراتيجي من المدينة هنا ولكن الفكرة فشلت. أنا أقول هذا فقط لأنه لا يبدو أن هناك مشاريع بناء كبيرة أخرى في المنطقة. ربما بعد استكشاف اليوم سيكون لدي فهم أفضل لمكانها في هذا المجال. فندق فور بوينتس شيراتون الرياض ومع ذلك ، أوافق على أنك كنت على صواب في اقتراح الفندق كقاعدة أولية ممتازة للعمليات. من شيراتون ، سأكون قادراً على استكشاف البطحاء (أكبر سوق في الرياض) ، والمتحف الوطني ، والدراية (سوق آخر) وحصن المصمك ، قلب الرياض القديم. لقد أنشأت خرائطي الخاصة لاستكشاف المنطقة ولديّ دليل بيرلتز للجيب القديم للبحث عن المعالم القديمة المنسية. بعض أدواتي لاستكشاف المدينة لقد استيقظت هذا الصباح بسبب النغمة الرائعة للدعوة للصلاة وعدة أجهزة إنذار للسيارة. بدت الأصوات تتلاشى مع رفع الصوت عالياً ، حيث أن الجدران الشاهقة لمجمع الشيراتون قد أحدثت مضخماً للضوضاء يتكهن بحجم صوت النغمة المجنونة. أتصور أن هذه مجرد حياة هنا ، وأن مواطني المدينة بالكاد يلاحظون النبرة المؤلمة والمشوهة للدعوة إلى الصلاة بالتزامن مع خصوصية السيارة التي تثير القلق الشديد. قد يكون هذا مقطعًا صوتيًا للرياض ، لا أعرف. كل ما أعرفه هو صباح عيد الميلاد الذي أيقظته الإسلام والسيارات. أخذت وجبة الإفطار وحدها في مطعم واسع ولامع. أتذكر أنني كنت أتساءل ما الذي كنت قد ارتكبت خطأً في حياتي لأنتهي وحدي في مطعم في الرياض صباح يوم عيد الميلاد ، وأكل بيضًا مخفوقًا جيدًا وفاصوليا مخبوزة وقهوة مسطحة. في اللحظات القليلة التالية ، بدأت هذه القصة في الظهور أكثر عندما لعب نظام صوت المطعم إصدارًا فعالًا من Dust in the Wind. الآن ، لا تمسك ، لا شيء يدوم إلى الأبد سوى الأرض والسماء فإنه ينزلق بعيدا وجميع أموالك لن تكون دقيقة أخرى غبار في الرياح كل ما نحن عليه هو الغبار في مهب الريح كل ما نحن عليه هو الغبار في مهب الريح الغبار في مهب الريح (كانساس) مطعم صباح عيد الميلاد جلست هناك أفكر في مدى شعورك بالحرية من أمريكا ، لدخول هذا الفضاء ، المملكة العربية السعودية ، مع وضع هذا المشروع في الاعتبار فقط. انحنى أحد النوادل الفلبينيين الشباب وهمس لي ، "عيد ميلاد سعيد يا سيدي." لم أكن يومًا ملحدًا صارمًا لذلك أجبته ، "عيد ميلاد سعيد لك يا سيدي". ابتسمنا ونظرنا إلى بعضنا البعض في فندق شيراتون الخالي مطعم. أين كان الجميع؟
“Report 4: Khurais Police” by Report on Saudi Arabia https://link.medium.com/cKE5PgpHwW
Report 4: Khurais Police #ksa #khurais #Saudiarabia #desert The quilted pattern of buildings seems to have mainly been built using repurposed materials: Gates made of rusting signage, flagpoles from PVC pipe, plywood wired together to form shacks, the entire sprawling edifice looked like a tent a child might make with blankets and chairs. It was difficult to make sense of the complex because there was no real differentiation between structures which ran into each other. Overall the edifice gave the impression that the desert wind had created the kaleidoscope from discarded materials and garbage. https://www.instagram.com/p/BxNUpG4F1Fv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1bdn1f65h1xz7
“Report 4: Khurais Police” by Report on Saudi Arabia https://medium.com/p/3dbed01f619d
Photos for Report 3: The Gheto Boys
Photos for Report 2: Princess Nurah’s Palace
Photos for Report 1: Sheraton Riyadh
Report 3: Gheto Boys
Al Batha appears to be one of the few places in Riyadh where the chaos of throbbing city life is free to spill out into the streets unmolested and untainted by any attempt to make things appealing. Maybe this is a kind of capitalism where the main impetus is just to get the thing for sale in front of the person who might buy it and to hell with making anything look nice. Consumer goods (Watches, shoes, cell phones, blankets, dates, pants, luggage, toys, tobacco, snacks, camping equipment, candy, coffee, jackets, t-shirts, etc., etc.) are all piled up in little shops, in large indoor malls and along mazes of alleys.
The crowds filling Al Batha are mostly South East Asian Muslim men from Bangladesh, India, Afghanistan and Pakistan and there’s also a large Filipino contingent. They all come here to socialize, buy cheap goods, get outside and shop in an environment that is accepting of everyone. The few Saudis you see are mostly around Al Batha taxi stand offering people rides to Makkah . The few women you see are beggars from poor Muslim countries and Filipino women out shopping with friends.
John Philby, the British Arabist and diplomatic aid to King Saud during the early formation of the Saudi State, wrote of Al Batha in 1959, “while, on the east bank of the Batha channel, a large suburb had grown up to meet the needs of a new element of the population, the chauffeurs and mechanics from many Muslim lands, attracted to Arabia by the high wages obtainable for their services, to say nothing of the unlimited opportunities of increasing their earnings by theft and peculation. To say the least, it was an unpleasant community, a running sore on the flank of a society which, at that time and at every level, was a model of good manners and moral rectitude. But facilis descensus averno! The Saudi Government has never been able to impose upon it that respect for law and order which is the hallmark of a civilized state.” I’d guess that many westerners still have the same attitude about Al Batha in 2019.
Today I found a Hindi cassette and DVD shop on the second floor of what I believe is called Al Batha Commercial Center Building. The shop is a cube with its walls covered in Tamali and Bollywood DVD covers. What drew my attention were the cassettes under the DVD covers. It seems that the shop had made a transition at some point, to DVD sales and rentals, but that someone had decided that this transition would best be served by simply stapling the DVD covers over the shelves that were already lined with cassettes.
The cassette selection covered the 1970s-early 1990s: Hemanta Mukherjee, Balamuralikrishna, Kader Khan comedy, compilations of 80s western love songs, old Bollywood sound tracks and an assortment of other tapes that looked as though they’d been moved from one geographical location to another for decades. I looked through most of them before I stumbled across The Gheto Boy’s Resurrection album, released in 1996 and considered to be one of their best. I felt a wonderful surprise at how things must circumnavigate the globe: Here in Riyadh, the home of fundamental Islam and the mutawa (The religious police), was a cassette of American hip hop, clearly marked with a parental advisory, on a shelf, for sale, in the heart of the city. For a moment I thought that I could probably be a better mutawa than most mutawa because of my knowledge of what might be seen as decadent from the west.
Lyrics from Still, the second song on the album: I seen the same nigga with the 9 die with his eyes open And simply what this means is He didn’t know that every dog had his day Until he seen his I bet you muthafuckas will too Because its “Die muthafucka, die muthafucka!” still, fool
I guess you can listen to Still as you’re crossing the pedestrian bridge in Al Batha. I think I could probably help the thought police.
Riyadh: Ancient and Modern Author(s): H. St. J. B. Philby Source: Middle East Journal, Vol. 13, №2 (Spring, 1959), pp. 129–141 Published by: Middle East Institute Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/4323104
Report 2: Princess Noura’s Palace
I discovered the remains of Princess Noura’s Palace in a lonely section of the Batha, surrounded by buses and broken down cars. The palace is made of traditional dried mud brick Saudi architecture with columns and some ornamentation. The palace was built in the early 1930s by King Saud for his sister Noura. At the time it was built it would have stood practically alone in its present location. But since Noura died in the 1950s it’s been slowly deteriorating and surrounded by more and more buildings as the city grew. When attempting to examine the ornamentation of the building I was met with a pungent odor of urine and feces.The Palace is now used as a toilet for men visiting the Batha who it would be assumed, have no understanding of the significance of the building. The Princess’ Palace in the Batha The Palace is trashed From Riyadh, the old city: From its origins until the 1950s (1992) by William Facey Nora’s Palace was still well maintained until the 1980s
When I walked around the side of the Palace I discovered a small gate around the left side of the building. Inside the gate there were two sofas and several chairs arraigned around a coffee table, the area covered with small tress, the ground littered with blue plastic bags. It appeared quiet and restful. On the side of the building was an arrangement of ancient electric insulators attached with a piece of wood. I was taking in the scene when a dilapidated metal door to the side began to creak open. I had no time to scurry away when a slight black man in western clothes and a Washington Redskins baseball hat stepped out and looked at me without surprise.
I spoke to him in Arabic and he responded in English, Hello friend. He beckoned me to sit and speak with him and the moment turned quickly from one of apprehension to one of interest and joy. He was an American Muslim from Arkansas, ex-US military who had disappeared into Saudi Arabia after a crisis of consciousness and found himself living in a part of Princess Nurah’s palace. We sat and smoked and drank tea and he talked about John Riggins running through the Miami Dolphins defense during a Super Bowl in the 1980s. I told him I was interested in architecture and he took me on a tour of his humble dwelling.
His name was Lawrence and he had created a tidy living quarters within the small rectangular space where he lived for the past 15 years.
There was a sunken crumbling, fat velvet couch on one side, a teetering library at the end and a space for making food under a window. He had large yellowed monitor on a desk near his library. It was the comfortable environment of a man who had practice in how to live frugally. He showed me a giant three ringed binder that he’d discovered when he’d moved in.
To be continued…..
Report 1: Sheraton Riyadh
It’s my first day in Riyadh and I’m staying at the Sheraton Five Points in the Ad Dirah section of the city. It’s an unusual building, towering over the area in a 30-story cylinder with tiny portal windows, looking more suited to the sea than the desert. It appears to have been built in the 70s and seems to have been part of a plan to begin a strategic part of the city here but that the idea failed. I only say this because there doesn’t appear to be other large scale building projects in the area. Maybe after exploring today I will have a better understanding of its place in this area. Four Points Sheraton Riyadh
However, I agree that you were right in suggesting the hotel as an excellent initial base of operations. From the Sheraton, I will be able to explore the Batha (the largest market in Riyadh), the National Museum, the Dirayh (another market) and Fort Masmak, the heart of old Riyadh. I created my own maps to explore the area and I have an old Berlitz Pocket Guide to look for old forgotten landmarks. Some of my tools for exploring the city
This morning I was awakened by the fantastic cacophony of call to prayer and several car alarms. The sounds seemed to coalesce into a great bellow as the towering walls of the Sheraton complex created a noise amplifier that projected the volume of the maddening cacophony. I imagine that this is just life here, and that the city’s citizens barely noticing the haunting, distorted blare of the call to prayer in concert with the shrill anxiety-inducing singularity of the car alarms. This could be a soundtrack for Riyadh, I don’t know. All I know is Christmas morning I was awakened by Islam and cars.
I took breakfast alone in a vast and resplendent restaurant. I remember wondering what had I possibly done wrong in my life to end up alone in a restaurant in Riyadh on Christmas morning, eating poorly scrambled eggs, baked beans and flatbread. In the next few moments this story began to play out more when the restaurant sound system played an instrumental version of Dust in the Wind.
Now, don’t hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky It slips away And all your money won’t another minute buy Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind Dust in the wind (Kansas) Restaurant on Christmas morning
I sat there thinking about how exciting it was to feel free from America, to enter this space, Saudi Arabia, with only this project in mind. One of the young Filipino waiters leaned over and whispered to me, “Merry Christmas Sir.” I’ve never been a strict atheist so I responded, “Merry Christmas to you Sir.” We smiled and looked at each other in the empty Sheraton restaurant. Where was everybody?