I've been here for two weeks without one negative word...so, I figured it was time for a couple:
First of all....in the city of the Future, there are no addresses. Nope. Not a one.
Apparently, Dubai intends to implement"beaming" oneself across the city sometime very soon, so they never bothered to put any street numbers or building numbers....or any numbers of any kind..anywhere that you might possibly need them.
Finding a building means "landmarking" it, like in the old days when they would say stuff like..."go right at the ole wagon wheel...you'll see a cow skull 'bout half a mile down, go west there to the chicken coop and that's the driveway to my homestead.
I can't believe in a city of 1.5 million and with the money they have to build the worlds largest mall, tallest building, MAN made islands in the middle of the sea...they couldn't have had the common sense to put a dang number anywhere. Try communicating with your taxi driver (at all for starters) where to take you and how to get there when nothing has an address. It's quite something to be experienced.
Secondly....I took a 'shower' this morning in water pressure equivalent to that of someone drooling on me. Tomorrow it might be enough to knock me over....today, it took 20 minutes to wash the soap out of my ear and another 10 to wash my pinkie toe. I then got ready to blow dry my hair and I had a little flame of fire shoot right out of the end of it, as the electrical socket successfully killed my hair dryers little life plan of making my hair look like Giseles. Instead I went to work with frizzy flat hair (quite a combo), a dead hair dryer...and the fear of plugging anything into that socket ever again. Ever.
Last night, I ordered a spicy tuna roll for dinner and was brought peppered, CANNED tuna (yes..."full on" Jessica Simpson endorsed "Chicken of the Sea") wrapped in rice and seaweed. It was awesome.
After deciding that being "polite" for me didn't extend as far as completing that meal, I ordered another one: Peanut chicken Salad with Ginger. Sounds good, right?Picture a plate of Iceburg lettuce (wet) with slightly watered down Jiffy peanut butter scooped on top of it with some sprinkles (and I do mean "sprinkles", not chunks) of chicken on top of it. Layer some ginger shavings on top of that, and you have the makings of this rendition of "Peanut Chicken salad with Ginger". There were all three ingredients--so technically they were correct. About as correct as the "spicy tuna roll". :)
Ok.....complaint list completed. I had to vent! ;)
