Dubai & Abu Dhabi
.1. Greetings. Am currently buried under a bank of sand, which is a great improvement from being buried under a bank of snow as I was a mere 48 hours ago. Vacation is looking to be très excellent, alhamdullilah.
Woke up a little later than planned at about 10:45 this a.m.. There is neither the heat nor the humidity I was expecting. Weather was a little chill and most welcome considering what my expectations were. K’s place is brilliant and with a most gorgeous view of the blue Gulf waters.
A little below my window is the rooftop pool of our neighbouring apartment; If the windows could open up, I would’ve attempted a flying leap into the man made crystal blues.
.2. If you’re a caffeine lover, the Middle East is where you must head next. The sweet tea and coffees here are no holds barred. They will kick you in the ass while they wink and flirt. It’s kind of perfect, actually.
.3. Between Dubai and Abu Dhabi is the same distance from Ottawa to Montreal. The difference is that in between these cities you find much desert, camels and what one can only describe as mansions, maybe even ‘castles’.
Beautiful is that between ever few kilometres, you are greeted with a mosque.
.4. I placed special oil in my carry-on. I was worried that would I place it in the actual luggage, it would spill and make a mess of things.
Unfortunately for me, it did spill; and worse still, it did so on the only item that could actually absorb it and be ruined. The exquisite little blue suede book that A brought back for me when he went to Sweden is now a little greasy. I’ve put a ton of baby powder on and hope that it will suck the oil right out.
.5. Since my arrival, have been dumbfounded by their love of Hollywood celebrity F. Murray Abraham, for his photo rests on every corner of this beautiful city. Much to my chagrin – and that of my imagination’s – I quickly found out that the photos covering these cities are those of Sheik Zayed, and not F. Murray Abraham. Imagine Abraham’s sadness at this news?
Compare for yourselves:
.6. Every one here owns a mobile phone with a headset. Am convinced that even those who do not own a mobile, own a headset, tuck it into their pockets and pretend to speak on imaginary mobile.
.7. Must be careful for there is a great possibility that I shall get hit by a massive Land Cruiser or Hummer while I am in this part of the world. Most of the time, they are all rather busy speaking into their headpieces and so the road is a mere nuisance and deterrent from said mobile.
.8. The men here all wear traditional head gear and outfits: Jalaleeb. They are all crispy white clean, and am convinced they use Tide with Bleach (a most excellent brand. But not for black.)
.9. Am considering tugging on a man’s head gear and seeing the effect of experiment. May consider wearing running shoes so as to run away as fast I can if the reaction to experiment is drastic.
Woke up a little later than planned at about 10:45 this a.m.. There is neither the heat nor the humidity I was expecting. Weather was a little chill and most welcome considering what my expectations were. K’s place is brilliant and with a most gorgeous view of the blue Gulf waters.
A little below my window is the rooftop pool of our neighbouring apartment; If the windows could open up, I would’ve attempted a flying leap into the man made crystal blues.
.2. If you’re a caffeine lover, the Middle East is where you must head next. The sweet tea and coffees here are no holds barred. They will kick you in the ass while they wink and flirt. It’s kind of perfect, actually.
.3. Between Dubai and Abu Dhabi is the same distance from Ottawa to Montreal. The difference is that in between these cities you find much desert, camels and what one can only describe as mansions, maybe even ‘castles’.
Beautiful is that between ever few kilometres, you are greeted with a mosque.
.4. I placed special oil in my carry-on. I was worried that would I place it in the actual luggage, it would spill and make a mess of things.
Unfortunately for me, it did spill; and worse still, it did so on the only item that could actually absorb it and be ruined. The exquisite little blue suede book that A brought back for me when he went to Sweden is now a little greasy. I’ve put a ton of baby powder on and hope that it will suck the oil right out.
.5. Since my arrival, have been dumbfounded by their love of Hollywood celebrity F. Murray Abraham, for his photo rests on every corner of this beautiful city. Much to my chagrin – and that of my imagination’s – I quickly found out that the photos covering these cities are those of Sheik Zayed, and not F. Murray Abraham. Imagine Abraham’s sadness at this news?
Compare for yourselves:
.6. Every one here owns a mobile phone with a headset. Am convinced that even those who do not own a mobile, own a headset, tuck it into their pockets and pretend to speak on imaginary mobile.
.7. Must be careful for there is a great possibility that I shall get hit by a massive Land Cruiser or Hummer while I am in this part of the world. Most of the time, they are all rather busy speaking into their headpieces and so the road is a mere nuisance and deterrent from said mobile.
.8. The men here all wear traditional head gear and outfits: Jalaleeb. They are all crispy white clean, and am convinced they use Tide with Bleach (a most excellent brand. But not for black.)
.9. Am considering tugging on a man’s head gear and seeing the effect of experiment. May consider wearing running shoes so as to run away as fast I can if the reaction to experiment is drastic.
Labels: Travel
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