Adventures in Bahrain (so far)

So I arrived in Bahrain VERY early Friday morning....the excitement hasn't stopped since...

Friday 2/5/10-I wake up in the afternoon, jet lag still not overcome, to the 10 screaming children in the room next door. (I'm not sure if it's really 10, but it sounded like 10). We have door bells on our hotel rooms, they are pressing their door bell over and over and over and over and over...you get the picture! There may have been some monkey's in there as well, I can't be sure. After smelling smoke and figuring out that I am on a smoking floor, I call downstairs and move.

Saturday 2/6/10-Still don't have the jet lag in check. After working until 4pm, I get back to the hotel and my key doesn't work. I tell them I'm staying until the 24th, please make my key work for my entire stay. I manage to stay awake until 6pm, sleep until 11pm. I then wake up until 3am. I sleep until 6am.

Sunday 2/7/10-Dragging ASS! My key doesn't work. I get back to the hotel at 4pm and fall asleep even though there is a LOUD soccer match going on at the youth hostel next door. Again, I sleep until 11pm, stay up until 3am and sleep until 6am. I think I'm getting closer?

Monday 2/8/10- I feel good all day and then the most amazing thing happens! I meet the Guiness Book of World Record holder for longest mustache! His name is Mohammed and he has been growing his mustache for 30 years! I pay 5 Bahrain Dinar (approx 15 bucks) to get my picture taken with him, but he uses his own camera and made me a print AND let me take pictures with my camera! I am literally giddy as I go back to my hotel room. Once there, strange things occur.
First of all, there is a man singing outside my window. No, I am not being serenaded. There is a bar or restaurant or something and they play LOUD middle eastern music that resembles the call to pray until about 11 pm.
Secondly, ONE of my slippers is missing. Yes, you heard me right ONE. I'm not sure how one slipper goes missing, but after looking EVERYWHERE I still can't find it. I find this odd and call the front desk.
I feel like Aldous Snow in Forgetting Sarah Marshall, " I've lost a shoe... have you seen it anywhere? Excuse me, missus, I've lost a shoe... like this one. It's like this one's fellow... it's sort of the exact opposite in fact of that - not an evil version but just, you know, a shoe like this... but for the other foot. Otherwise I'd have two right... "
The front desk sends up a man to look for it. He looks in all the same places I did.
Then they send up someone else, she does the same thing. She tells me, "My collegue cleaned your room and said she only saw one."
So I say, "Hey, maybe you could look in the laundry, maybe my towel was on the floor and the slipper got into the towel."

I go to bed at 10pm and at 11pm my doorbell rings. There's the lady with my slipper. For any of you who have had the pleasure of waking me up out of a dead sleep, you know she did not get a good reaction.
In fact, I'm not sure she got any reaction because what I remember is:
-Yelling "I'm coming" as she rang the doorbell for the second time (for the record, the room is big and it's kind of a jaunt to the door-especially out of a dead sleep)
-Looking at her, quite possibly out of half-opened eyes, like she is crazy
-Her apologizing
-Me grabbing my slipper
-I may or may not have said thank you
-I close the door and go back to sleep.
I also did not remember any of this until I saw the other slipper this morning.

Tuesday 2/9/10- My key doesn't work, the man is singing again...but I have two slippers