I�m back from Dubai and the whole time I was there I was kicking myself for not having done this trip previously especially in the winter!! Yes the water was blue and warm and yes the sand was white and hot. Talk about total relaxation, I�m really crazy for not having done this before.

My anxiety attack started when I was checking in at the terminal in Dubai for my return. Armenians were pushing and shoving to get ahead in the queue. When I landed the taxi driver I had previously organized to pick me up didn�t show up. So yet again the fight for a taxi started between the mafia Doka taxi people (who by the way do not assist passengers with their luggage once at the house) and some guy following me around all night while I was looking for the original taxi company, not to mention this fat bloke who kept banging on the window for 45 minutes while I was waiting for my luggage.

For the first time in my life I went against my gut feeling and decided to use the guy who was following me around. The car would not start, it then ran out of petrol. The driver ran somewhere to fill up a bottle while I was sitting in the car in the middle of the street, pitch black. Then it stopped again, he filled up again. Then cops stopped us, the driver casually pays the cop with a handshake, we�re off again only to be stopped again (while I�m screaming at the driver not to get out of the car). It turns out that the driver didn�t have a license. You know I couldn�t care less I just wanted to get home, I was exhausted and hadn�t slept for over 24 hours and had to go straight to work.

Raffi M. this log is for you.