Pullman Al Hamra Hotel
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... countryside and making fun of their desert and how it wasn't countryside and then in the end there was a sly jibe when the lands flooded (so she could get her 'green countryside') and shes fishing ... But for jewellery and not fish and there was some comment like 'British peope fish for money, we do not fish because we care' or something ... Hilarious. The rest of the flight flew by (lolz.) and soon enough ... ITS TIME FOR AFRICA! ...
... legs wobble. It was the kind of drunk that allowed for silly poetry and the press of soft lips against another set of equally soft lips. There I was thrust into a circle of about 10 guys looking like they wanted to kill me. The guy that had grabbed me was slightly shorter and slighter that I yet his uncanny ability to move a slightly drunk guy into a ring lined with his goons was expertly done. So there I was. I sobered instantly with adrenaline ...
... I play with it. We take turns swimming after it and try and touch it’s shell. It weaves and manoeuvres. Sometimes we are able to touch it’s shell. Sometimes not. Then we swim to the surface to get some air. The turtle swims back to us each time as if saying, “more guys!” Repeat over and over. It’s an amazing game of underwater tag. I love it. Later tear down camp and head home. Life is good.
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... that we have, and the Red Cross blood bank will always have my support. There is no blood bank donation center here, we have to wait for family to donate before we can transfuse a patient, certainly can make for a stressful day. Yet somehow things always seem to work out in the end. I have discovered that time here is not as important at back home, things get done in its own time, an appointment can be in the morning or afternoon, yet the ...
... when a spoilt child gets his way through the exploitation of his indulgent parent’s will to keep the peace.
He starts to talk while the bartender polishes glasses. “You know I gotta say I’m impressed that you’ve got none of them godamn robots in here. You’re a real man. Running your place with hard working HUMAN labour. With sweat and blood. You know what I see when I look at ...