looking like a clown

so they tell me i leave on the 30th
so i prepare as best as i can to live in a contient i've never lived before, in a country i've never set foot in
to top it off it's not only 99.95% Islamic country but one that doesn't even officially exist

i prepare medically, dentally (see elephant woman) and mentally
i buy clothes to the specifications, one here, one there, some old, some new
i put them all in my sofa and, surprise!! individually fine, a rather random together

i face some though challenges ahead me: culturally, food, language, attire, religiously
i mean to be taken seriously by colleagues, superiors and government officials
i shall face them looking like a clown, albeit a totally covered one