Ouch ! Stop throwing rocks and give me a chance for a minute. OUCH !! I’m serious that hurts !
Okay ! So on June 30th 2011, a hot, dry and dusty day in beautiful Kuwait, Nawafous Carnivorous (as my wife calls me endearingly from time to time) jetted off on a plane and picked up his family from the picturesque mountain village of Mont-Pelerin in Suisse to the beautiful town of West Palm Beach in sunny (and very wet) Florida.
The now “old” terminal 1 at Dubai airport is somewhat look down upon when compared to the exclusive Emirates Airlines terminal 3. It’s smaller, crowded, fewer shopping options and is meant for “all those other airlines”. I was flying back to Kuwait from a business trip in Dubai last October and as usual was ready for a brain switch off.
I found myself at the early end of a cool, autumn and sunny day in London. There’s nothing quite like that ! I started to make my way across the street to Hyde Park from the Sheraton Park Tower hotel where I was staying (good breakfast buffet and pleasant rooms with a panoramic view of London).
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