In one of those Major Hoople style boarding houses, where about a dozen respectable single gentlemen each have a sleeping room, wait in line to use the bathroom, and everyone eats all their meals together at a big table in the dining room, cooked by the lady of the house, and can sit in the parlor in the evening and read magazines or listen to the radio. Actually, I lived for several weeks in two of those, in Baton Rouge and in Salem, Oregon. Some of the occupants had been there for decades/
When I was a kid, my family lived in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. This was in the mid60s, and western kids were still quite unusual so my sisters and I got lots of attention. We lived in a compound, which was a group of company-provided houses surrounded by a high wall. I remember snorkeling in the Red Sea.