Monday, 24 August 2009
Now Ears a Big Ol' Problem
Friday, 21 August 2009
Home [ Dubai - Day 10/11 ]
Well I'm back in England now. I hate returning because my mind always wanders to, "hhhmmmm, I wonder what we'd be doing now if we were still on holiday?" Amazingly, I did manage to keep my promise of daily holiday blogs!
The Last Supper [ Dubai - Day 9 ]
Got my results today. Average at best, but not too bad. Went jellyfish hunting again today but found nothing interesting except this weird brown blobby thing about 3cm long hiding under the kiyaks. Not sure what it was. (and no; it wasn't a terd.) Also managed to see a crab by the swimming pool under the bridge that leads into the restaurant. It was chewing on some weedy stuff. Not sure what the little rascal was hoping to gain from chomping on algi but if I was a crab I'd probably just nibble stuff to combat the boredom too. Poor fella has to walk sideways everywhere. Must get tedious. I can't think of any good reason why god would programme them to do that, unless he was just having a laugh or an 'off-day'.
Jellyfish Shoulders [ Dubai - Day 9 ]

Waterpark [ Dubai - Day 8 ]
Cities and Confetti [ Dubai - Day 7 ]

Before we could reach Ski Dubai, we had to navigate a moving traffic cone.
Today as we were leaving Ski Dubai through the area where the front desks are we heard a loud band. At first I assumed the loud noise was made by a skier hitting the class window of the viewing area, but it turned out the noise was caused by a confetti gun. It was used because the 3 millionth customer had just bought a ticket to the slopes for him and his family.
Lots of staff surrounded the guy and his kids. They gave him some plane tickets (no idea where to) and a massive green cake. As all the confetti fell to the ground I looked over to the cleaner and saw that he looked really pissed off. As he began the clean up process kids were picking up the confetti and throwing it again.
'Paper Bag Fish' [ Dubai - Day 6 ]
Finally saw a jellyfish whilst kiyaking today. It was light blue and looked like a paper bag with veins running through it. Apparently the light blue ones are harmless, but I still felt like a hardcore daredevil poking it with my ore. Unfortunately it wobbled away after a good prodding. Most nimble paper bag I've ever seen. Had some chicken nuggets this evening and have felt ill ever since. Something tells me that wasn't chicken nestled in those crispy skins.
Flying Fish and Sun Tans [ Dubai - Day 5 ]

While we were out in the lagoon a fish jumped over and around the kiyaks. It was only about an inch long but it still caught me by surprise. This fish seemed to be the leader of the fish world because seconds later I was in the centre of a fish rave. There were about 30 fish jumping around me. I felt like the god of the sea being treated to a dance from my fishy slaves even though in reality I remained a skinny kid from England with a patchy tan. Sadly my dear friend the Blobfish was no-where to be seen.
Desert Escapades [ Dubai - Day 4 ]

This was what we were being driven around in across the dunes. Thank god it was a 4x4. Driving across sandy hills in a Jaguar wouldn't be too soothing.
We shared a car with some German ladies who were 'sehr nett'. So we get to these dunes where our driver lets down the tyres to give added grip on the sand and then takes us up and down the dunes pretty darn fast in a car reassuringly fitted with a roll-cage. The trip across the dunes lasted about an hour or so and in that time there were stops for photos and lunch. After this we pulled up at this place in the middle of the desert which was surrounded by a mixture of camels, quad bikes, and tourists. I'd never ridden a camel before as they're hard to come by in England, so I gave it a nice little straddle and had a ride. I think my camel had Tourettes as it wouldn't shut up. Either that or it had the hump.

After that was eating, belly dancing, drinking, bartering for cheap watches and trying on Pandoras. Not all at the same time, though. That would be stupid. And so that was day 4 in a nutshell. Twas a good day. Could talk about it for ages and start to get boring. Too late.
Convicts [ Dubai - Day 3 ]
We took these Jet-Skis out for 20 minutes, in which time my eyes almost died from salt water splashback
This evening has been rather exciting, though. My dad was told he was not allowed to wear sandals into the restaurant, and naturally an awkward dinner followed, with the silence being broken with an occasional, "Look at that guy. He's wearing sandals and they let him in!?" Anyhoozle, after the meal we decided to buy some food from the nearby market. As we walked back into the hotel with our bags of shopping 2 guards ran up to us in the lobby like we were some kind of bargain terrorists (The prices at the hotel were insanely high so we had attempted to buy water elsewhere this time) and were told we weren't allowed to do this. We decided we didn't care for this rule and sulkily took our contraband upstairs. Now I feel like I should be sleeping with a gun under my pillow. Leaving this hotel is going to be like escaping Alcatraz now.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
Wi-Fi [Dubai - Day 2]
Side note - This lobby became known as 'The Jobby Lobby', because most of the time people from our party only came down to use the loo.
By the Pool [Dubai - Day 2]
Went Kiyaking in the lagoon next to the hotel, which was nice. Plan to go Jet-skiing in the future. Forgot to mention that we saw a crab yesterday on the beach. It was definitely the fastest and most agile crab I'd ever seen. Gone in seconds. Apparently when a crab's drunk it walks in a straight line. Unfortunately I have no evidence to back this up.

This is the pool we spent many-a-day beside. Lots of frolicking went on in that water.
Monday, 10 August 2009
Donkey Attack [Dubai - Day 1]
Plane Journey [Dubai - Day 1]
The Airport [Dubai - Day 1]
I suppose the next time I blog I'll either be at the airport or on the plane. I hope I'm not sat behind one of those really annoying people who recline their seats all the way back. Usually if that happens I give them a nice friendly (subtle but just noticeable) kick in the seat to warn them off. Anyhoozle, goodbye Blogspot! For now.