Remember the Races? Well that was a public holiday for the Prophets birthday…..instead of getting a day off in lieu, the weekend rotation started again…..this meant that our planned weekend to Muscat wasn’t going to happen, because what was our 2 day weekend became our single weekend! Oh Well……that wont stop the fun!
All week the plans were being hatched for the Thursday night event……….
Cheese was planned for Friday, but secretly I was not sure I was going to make that…..1) Thursday there is no holding back and 2) Friday is a school night! (ok so I am a lightweight! Not as young as some of the whippersnappers out here! CJD was up for it though!) we decided that due to the possible 2nd night out that we would have a sedate BBQ on the roof for the metro massive…….we recruited Stu to ‘Guard’ the barbeques while some of us went swimming, some drinking, some getting ready………..met at 8 and some how CJD turned into Delia………well, a drunk Delia……nothing wrong with the kebabs, don’t remember seeing any sausages, and the charcoal Frisbees, Burgers, were to die for………:-/
It was very pleasant sat on the roof, chilling but something had to be done to liven it up…..(I know the purpose of it was to chill, but still…………..)
As sporty types will know, the cricket world cup is on at the mo, so Stu and Scott headed for Barasti to catch a bit of it….we stayed on the roof to chat for a bit but then decided we had to go out…..it is the law! We threw the BBQ stuff in bags, dumped it in the flat and CJD, Paul, Ian and I grabbed a cab, followed by Kath, Sara and the nurses (who came a bit late and were forced to drink their bottle of wine very quickly from mugs at Kaths flat), and the architects…….Quite an interesting journey….taxi driver obviously thought we were tourists and was taking his time getting out of Al Mina road…..the longest slowest way possible!!! He was good enough to pose for a photo though!! Eventually on our way to the bar! I was dreading it as the previous visit (after the races) was pants!!! So quiet it was boring….the taxi ride was very educational affair….Paul has just recently come out to Dubai, so CJD was giving him the usual tour guide talk…….we all established where we were from….apparently I sound like I am from Birmingham….and that I don’t sound like I come from Cambridge because I sound rough! Hahahahahahaha bless you Paul…. Good thing we were all merry….it did make me laugh though!....................Finally got to the hotel. Barasti was buzzing! Some guy on a guitar, TVs showing Cricket (yawn)…….managed to fight to the bar and found the guys………….very shortly everyone turned up….lots of chatting and deciding what exactly we were going to do after Barasti……now I was well and truly up for dancing, by 1am but didn’t fancy shiny!!! AT ALL…..most of the group wanted 360, but two of us were seriously considering giving J.Dix another chance……problem was we were 1/2hr away….CJD had just sat down with a break away sect with a drink, and no one wanted to come with us……that’s it, lets go! 2 of us headed for town……felt a bit bad because I had split the group, but when you have to dance you have to dance! CJD was torn but had to have the drink that was bought for her……..Jumped in the cab……and got to the Movenpick! First tune on when we got there!!!!?? ZOMBIE!!! Straight on the phone to rub it in to CJD and guess what,…..they were in a cab to join us………Great night, still love that venue!
Again, very quickly 3am came along and we were pushed towards the taxis…..back to the flats………….some people were not well, but we pushed on through…..in fact, for the rest of the morning we watched DVDs…….until sun rise…………
All week the plans were being hatched for the Thursday night event……….
Cheese was planned for Friday, but secretly I was not sure I was going to make that…..1) Thursday there is no holding back and 2) Friday is a school night! (ok so I am a lightweight! Not as young as some of the whippersnappers out here! CJD was up for it though!) we decided that due to the possible 2nd night out that we would have a sedate BBQ on the roof for the metro massive…….we recruited Stu to ‘Guard’ the barbeques while some of us went swimming, some drinking, some getting ready………..met at 8 and some how CJD turned into Delia………well, a drunk Delia……nothing wrong with the kebabs, don’t remember seeing any sausages, and the charcoal Frisbees, Burgers, were to die for………:-/
It was very pleasant sat on the roof, chilling but something had to be done to liven it up…..(I know the purpose of it was to chill, but still…………..)
As sporty types will know, the cricket world cup is on at the mo, so Stu and Scott headed for Barasti to catch a bit of it….we stayed on the roof to chat for a bit but then decided we had to go out…..it is the law! We threw the BBQ stuff in bags, dumped it in the flat and CJD, Paul, Ian and I grabbed a cab, followed by Kath, Sara and the nurses (who came a bit late and were forced to drink their bottle of wine very quickly from mugs at Kaths flat), and the architects…….Quite an interesting journey….taxi driver obviously thought we were tourists and was taking his time getting out of Al Mina road…..the longest slowest way possible!!! He was good enough to pose for a photo though!! Eventually on our way to the bar! I was dreading it as the previous visit (after the races) was pants!!! So quiet it was boring….the taxi ride was very educational affair….Paul has just recently come out to Dubai, so CJD was giving him the usual tour guide talk…….we all established where we were from….apparently I sound like I am from Birmingham….and that I don’t sound like I come from Cambridge because I sound rough! Hahahahahahaha bless you Paul…. Good thing we were all merry….it did make me laugh though!....................Finally got to the hotel. Barasti was buzzing! Some guy on a guitar, TVs showing Cricket (yawn)…….managed to fight to the bar and found the guys………….very shortly everyone turned up….lots of chatting and deciding what exactly we were going to do after Barasti……now I was well and truly up for dancing, by 1am but didn’t fancy shiny!!! AT ALL…..most of the group wanted 360, but two of us were seriously considering giving J.Dix another chance……problem was we were 1/2hr away….CJD had just sat down with a break away sect with a drink, and no one wanted to come with us……that’s it, lets go! 2 of us headed for town……felt a bit bad because I had split the group, but when you have to dance you have to dance! CJD was torn but had to have the drink that was bought for her……..Jumped in the cab……and got to the Movenpick! First tune on when we got there!!!!?? ZOMBIE!!! Straight on the phone to rub it in to CJD and guess what,…..they were in a cab to join us………Great night, still love that venue!
Again, very quickly 3am came along and we were pushed towards the taxis…..back to the flats………….some people were not well, but we pushed on through…..in fact, for the rest of the morning we watched DVDs…….until sun rise…………
Check out Daves Dubai Days for another account!!!
Didn’t move from the sofa until we had to get ready to go for breakfast at a colleagues house…the whole team was invited, and it was a fantastic spread! Really nice to see what a traditional Arabic breakfast is like….houmous, bread, pastries etc really nice….we didn’t leave until the afternoon, just talking about all sorts and drinking different teas and coffees.
I had made arrangements to see some friends to say goodbye, but we left the breakfast thing a bit late….so will hopefully catch them soon…….we were in work on Saturday.
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Like a woman possessed she was, wanting to go to Jimmy Dix!! Come on, you know you like shiny deep down ha ha!!
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