OK. So it is not on the road. At least not technically. I mean I am flying to all destinations flying with those great people to fly with that man and woman the national carrier. And now I see my father's decision to not fly it. I mean you end up paying through your nose for courtesy and services never extended. Just take this one I am taking to ISB, the capital from LHR, the ultra thand city. They call you at the airport a good two hours before departure time and even an hour before the actual take off time (the one mentioned on the ticket at least) there is no one on any of the baggage counters. And once a passenger or two has gone to the shift in charge and given him a piece of his(her) mind, two people traipse in. Then there is no one at the belt counter. After three reminders and fooling aorund with the machine ourselves, my colleague finally figures out how to work it. So he belts up the luggage for two passengers before getting round to doing ours. In the meanwhile I have gone ahead and given a telling to the national carrier people. The one good thing is these internet kiosks. have yet to test if it works and uploads this update.
And don't even get me started on how it fared at the city's largest five star hotel. Terrible. Of course I politely smiled and gave it to any that merited it. It was good exercise, that thandi maar, with a smile. Take that. Overall I guess Lhr is a thand city. More later. they have announced my flight. That's another battle to be braved. Sigh!
Sunday, June 12, 2005
On the road
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Monday, September 01, 2003
Traffic woes in Sharjah
This Sharjah traffic is such a nightmare. We left my place at about ten past eight, went around circles for nearly an hour before managing to clear the Galadari Underpass. The usual 45 minutes drive from Sharjah to Dubai Media City took double the time…one and a half hour! That is one of the pitfalls of opting for residence in Sharjah. All the same, I can never bring myself to live in Dubai. For some odd reason, the city seems to be suffocating to me. It makes me feel insecure, as if I am lost in a place I am not sure off. As if the whole city is balanced on my head and leaves me with no space…Sharjah seems more like home, friendlier, decent, livable, not to mention affordable. Still on a lookout for a place of my own. Have many options. Al Nahda is seems to be a good place but it is so far removed from main Sharjah, even the cabbie takes ten dirhams from there. The only plus point is that the apartments there are cheaper. The closest place to go out to being Sahara Mall. The other one is in Al Khan, new buildings, well within the range of my pocket, but not a much populated area, not sure if I would like to venture out at night by myself, to Al Tawun Mall, the closest place to head to…No again then. The last and my most favored option is a residence in Al Majaz. I love the area. It is right in the heart of the city, nice, decent people living in there, close to Sharjah Corniche and Al Majaz Park, I can go out for walks each night. The City Centre is walking distance and most of all, it is a straight road towards Al Mulla Plaza, the notorious border point of Dubai and Sharjah. My biggest concern in here, well the apartments are priced a bit on the high side, I don’t mind paying more for quality, as long as I can FIND some place in the area!
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