Today I woke up in Isabelas couch, the small one, and my entire body was sore. My mind decided that I was tired and sick and i tried to be lazy and stay at home the rest of the day but Isabela dragged me out on the street, catched a cab and got us to Souq Waqif for a malaysian lunch. None of us have been there in daylight before and it became an adventure.
We pretended that we were on a trip to Iran since we´re already in the middle-east and most people working there are persian. We searched every shop for flying carpets and rubbed a lot of lamps without finding any genies. I got a list written with useful persian phrases from a guy at Isfahan Garden and then we went looking for pets.
Isabela wanted to buy a fish-friend for her apartement but we couldent look for so long since i get sick after spending more than a few seconds among the poor animals in small cages in the heat. Horrible. We met up with Adelija and her european union (one french, one russian, one lithuanian & one bulgarian) when they had dinner and we tried Iranian dessert. As some of you know every adventureous dessert-tryout have been horrible so far and this was not an exception. The "icecream" turned out to be a glass of frozen rose-water-parfume and we moved on to Tajiin for som shisa-smoking and marrocan tea.
On the bigscreen they showed euro-news just before the live-music started and ofcourse they had to show the emberrasing result of our rescent election in sweden. From yesterday we suddenly have a rasist party in our parlament, great.. Anyhow, my company decided to go to the club and since i´m still a baby in this country and to young to surround myself with bars i decided to go home when I ran in to Annika, one of our companys groundstaff, sitting by herself eating a late dinner. I diverted to her table and spent the next hour talking to her wich was nice since i thought i wouldnt see her before she went back to Stockholm.
Apperantly I have another day off tomoro and will make my internet-bank happen, hopefully go to the beach and have a coffee with Milena from Serbia who i flew with (doublesector to kuwait) last week. I´ll try to make at least one of them and also i need to clean my room, badly. The day after I have airport standby wich means that I dont know If, and if so where I am going or for how long. Exiting and I´m not crazy but i would be happy to get like nigeria or something cause i would not feel bad about not leaving the hotel, the food is free and they have pool & sun.
sweet dreams, godnatt & inshalla
:D
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