Economics aside, I enjoy a good holiday. Who doesn’t? During my college years in Toronto I had a great deal of holiday-envy. My friends studying in the States seemed to have a ton of holidays. Christmas was nearly a month, while ours was about 10 days. Thanksgiving went almost a week, while ours was only one day. And while they had Spring break, where they could head off to Cancun during March, we had “Reading week”, which was a week in the middle of a dead-cold Canadian February that was literally spent reading as exams took place right after.
Meanwhile, back home I didn’t know what was going on. My friends never seemed to be in school. Their semesters didn’t start until October, and in Ramadan they could take it easy. Plus you had a ton of holidays in between like the many days of both Eids, Christmas, and various other religious and nationalistic holidays.
But I survived.
Moving back here, I thought to myself, finally, I can now enjoy being in a country where there are a bunch of days off.
I think about 2 weeks after I got here, the government screwed up the scheduling of public holidays, which lead to the longest one on record. This annoyed the King who in turn ordered that holidays be cut and a schedule be created. There wasn’t a single day off between Labor Day in May and Eid il-Fitr in October.
To make matters worse, a lot of the holidays this year fell on weekends.
So once again, the gods of holidays have screwed me.