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Yesterday was Tuesday and we spent it catching up. First Owen had to catch up on his housework so Nanny and Taid went for a swim. Then we caught up with Galina and Rafik at their apartment. They had cooked us a delicious lunch which we ate on their balcony. Later we went for a walk along the beach and watched It's a Wonderful Life at Owen's. ...
... up to going through the checkpoint. Took a 15 minute bus ride to get from where the plane stopped to the main terminal where we could collect our bags. The taxis were different - different coloured roofs so for example a pink roof means a women driver so females can feel safer in getting into one of these cabs. Still up at 1.20am doing this as we have just arrived at our hotel. The city is still very much alive with people everywhere. A busy ...
... s like getting into a hot, salty bath. It's not really refreshing or cooling, it's actually quite a strange sensation and you can't help looking around for the hot tap that must still be running, the shampoo, and the soap.
As a way of enjoying the sunshine Scott went and snapped a few photos whilst the security guards kept an eye on him to make sure he hadn't broken onto the beach from a competing hotel, and I took the opportunity ...
... the food wasn't wonderful and the toilets scarcely better than economy... though the addition of a Singapore orchid in a vase was commendable.
The second leg found us back in economy . I had a whole row of 3 seats on the side to my delight until this woman turned up after take off saying the steward had suggested she sit in the window seat as apparently she felt squished by her husband. She asked if I would mind... well DER!!! ...
... it wasn't. It was hot. And by hot I mean really, really warm. It was about the temperature of a bathtub. If you swam out far enough, it got cooler. Walking into the Persian Gulf is like stepping out of the sauna and into the hot tub.
By this time, both of us were ready to drop so we looked for a cab. In a Murphy's Law sort of moment, none were to be found. However, there were several "Not Cab" sort of cars with no meters who said ...