Exploring the construction site of our project with my new team - intern KH (Emirati) and colleague A (Indian-Canadian). Don't you feel like this is some kind of staged propaganda shot about Dubai bringing people from different cultures together? Conspicuously missing is my new insane, Cambridge-educated, ex-magician, ex-standup comedian British boss, but he was taking the photo...
We regulate. Clearly.
Who would have guessed that this "tree" was actually made of polystyrene covered with plaster and fiberglass?! It's like the most Dubai tree ever.
Sometimes on a random Tuesday night, your male roommate decides to dress up like a local woman...
... and you support him by contributing big sunglasses and a designer handbag so he can fully rock the local look. The attitude is all his, though.
Any given weekend night with M + A (Jojo conspicuously missing).
E's birthday haram-per, brimming with enough gift-wrapped pork and booze to sustain him throughout this, his 26th year of life.
Respect! Vehicular tribute to Sheikh Mo (right, current ruler of Dubai) and Sheikh Hamdan (left, inshallah the future ruler of Dubai).
KANYE!
With Ravs at Kanye (and yes, this is the famous Fendi bag I bought for $108 at a Dubai "couture consignment" shop).
Awwwwwww... rocking out in the desert. (Boy band, what?)
And speaking of "Awwwwwww"/kittens/vomiting in one's mouth, I'm off to Abu Dhabi for the weekend with Ravs - exciting since I have lived in Dubai for a combined total of 7 months now and never once visited the UAE's saner, more organized, less cracked-out capital, which is only a 2-hour drive away. Equally exciting is that we're staying here because they're in their "soft opening" phase and thus have insanely cheap deals. Mmmm, 5-star hotel tourism... ana aheb al khaleej (I heart the Gulf).
