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Prohibition makes you want to cry into your beer and denies you the beer to cry into

Published March 8, 2012 by travellingtrace

So we napped. And because I’m a dumb blonde sometimes I thought Dubai was an hour behind not an hour ahead. We were 30 minutes late for kick off!

Seating is limited and we end up sitting on a table with two fellas from Dubai. (Dubanese? Emirati? what to call them?!) Nice chaps, got the beer flowing fairly lively and all but by christ, they would not stop chatting on! (remember the usual expat questions I mentioned? Well yeah like that but x20!) I left Jewsconsin to do most of the answering, throwing in a hmm and a haha every now and again to feign listening. Liverpool were getting beaten 1-0 I DO NOT CARE if Lads from Dubai have bigger “nuts and bolts” (his phrase not mine) than Kuwaiti’s!

Extra time happened a lot more beer happened. I vaguely remember meeting some Germans and singing ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’ followed by tequila shots. I have a hazy memory of going to a nightclub. I have flashbacks of spending a good 20 minutes in the toilet cubicle on arrival to said nightclub. But you know when something dramatic happens and you sober up like that *clicks fingers* Yeah.. Jewsconsin brought the drama.

For whatever reason, I don’t think even she knows, she decided we needed to ‘get out of the nightclub right friggin’ now!’ So she catches me by the hand and we run. Literally run. We end up in a kitchen. Hmm pretty sure we’re not supposed to be in here. Under an arm we go, whipping past the steaming saucepans. We find a door. We go through it. We end up behind the bar. FML Jewsconsin we’re gonna be on the front page of The Mirror at this stage!

I spot the lift. Backtracking out of the bar, leaving the poor barman simply open mouthed we run for the lift and dive mid close. You know when that happens in movies it just about pokes you through and closes behind you because there’s someone chasing you? Well in Dubai it doesn’t. No it holds one of you in the closing doors, let’s you free your leg, opens the fecking doors and takes just enough time to reaccess any potential foreign body parts before closing again. Just enough time for the Dubanese to be standing in front of the closing doors with one hell of a ‘I totally thought I was getting laid you expat slut’ look on his face. We take a breath safely ensconced in the back of our cab wheeling the way back to our humble abode for the evening.

Jewsconsin didn’t remember a thing the next day. I gotta keep her away from that bootleg Mission Impossible if I’m gonna make it home from this trip!

Jewsconsin’s view 

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God invented whiskey to keep the Irish from ruling the world

Published March 6, 2012 by travellingtrace

Dubai…

Or as we like to call it “Party Rockin’ Mission Impossible Style 3 day Epic drinking session”

So myself and Jewsconsin have known each other for roughly a month. Sounds like a fairly random idea to go away with her for a vacay, no? You see ordinarily I would’ve thought so. But given that we were both desperately in need of some liquor and seemed to have a similar train of thought when it came to most subjects (except for Paul Walker vs Channing Tatum) hopping on FlyDubai for 90 minutes with this crazy booty shaking Shakira lovin’ American gal seemed like a perfect excuse for a relaxing weekend by the pool with cocktails.

DISCLAIMER: There was no relaxing involved.

Arriving in Dubai a mere 7 hours before we could check in, we needed to occupy ourselves. So we did what the Kuwaiti’s have taught us to do, we headed for the Mall! I spotted a bookstore. We do not have such luxuries in Kuwait! I perused the store for probably an hour and me being me (blonde) decided without hesitation the only book I wanted to buy was a conspiracy theory book about 9/11… Yeah it’s all well and good me having an obsession with the topic, but being in an Islamic country and buying the book- clever I sometimes am not!

We also stopped by the Dubai Aquarium. You know, to see the penguins of course! I love penguins, you see. Spent quite a lot of time in the aquarium. Jewsconsin was getting a little peeved. She needed a nap. So back to the Hotel to check in we went and naps were had. Because that night was the Carling Cup Final and Liverpool were playing. And I was drinking beer 😉

 

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