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Cultural Expressions

May 11, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

Who would have thought that the “caution: children” signs on school buses would be a place for cultural expression?

sign on school bus showing children in traditional dress

I posted this picture before. My best guess it that this is an older sister and younger brother in Emirati dress. Since then, I’ve been watching for these signs on school buses and noticed that the silhouettes reflect the nationality or ethnicity of the school.

boy with headress, girl with bonnet

Again, I’m guessing, but these seem to be Pakistani children, a brother and younger sister.

brother and younger sister

This is a slight variation on the previous.

generic silhouettes of older children

The high school bus has generic figures, but they are clearly older.

two "caution: children" signs on a single bus

This one doubled up, just to be safe. The silhouettes seem to be generic Westerners.

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Time to Once Again Drive Safely

May 11, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

vehicle sign "am i drive safe if not please call"

You may remember that back in the fall of 2009 when we returned from summer travels we noticed that these “Am I Driving Safely” signs had begun to appear on commercial vehicles. Ever since we have been collecting the variations on a theme.

am i driving safely in both English and Arabic

Some are bilingual.

vehicle sign "I am driving safely if not please call"

Some don’t ask, just tell.

vehicle drive safely sign with an incomplete phone number

Good luck calling this number.

vehicle drive safely sign with tiny lettering

Some are so tiny that you have no hope of calling the number unless you are stopped at a light directly behind the vehicle.

lettering on vehicle stating "trained to drive safely"

Nice to know that this one was trained to drive safely.

How am I driving? Your suggestions are valued. Please call...

And, of course, our suggestions are valued.

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Ten Years Sneaks By

May 6, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

We have been married for 10 years, as of May 3rd. However, the day went by quietly without either of us realizing it was THE DAY. Oops!

We were out to dinner that night. We just didn’t realize we should be celebrating. We had dinner at an old favorite restaurant, Special Ostadi, with ten other people. For me, there were as many new acquaintances as old friends.

several people at table full of foood

DaddyBird says we don’t have any pictures of the food at Ostadi in the previous blog posts. Of course, he told me this when it was too late because the food had been consumed. So, you will have to be content with the tea.

two cups of tea and fresh mint

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Signs: Gas the Happy Way

May 6, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

Time for some signs and sights.

large yellow sign apologizing for road construction inconveniences

Not sure why the Road and Transport Authority is in quotations.

car license plate taped onto the car

When life gives you lemons, make do as best you can, I guess.

natural gas canister delivery truck

There are many amusing natural gas company names. Here is Happy Way Gas Trading. Another favorite is Al Boom Gas. I don’t know if there is any delivery of gas via underground pipes (like in the States). I seriously doubt it. These delivery trucks are visible everywhere. So, anyone with a gas cook stove gets it delivered in canisters. I’m surprised that there aren’t more explosions and fires.

solar powered parking meter

These have begun to appear in our neighborhood on the street behind our apartment. These are solar powered parking payment machines. This means that the street parking will soon be more controlled, we hope. Parking in this area is chaotic including parking on the sidewalks. If you are wondering what it costs to park – 2 AED ($0.54) for one hour, 5 AED for two hours, 8 am to 9 pm Saturday through Thursday.

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How Not to House Hunt

April 30, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

rock formations rising up out of sand dunes

Trips to Fujairah for house hunting have begun. There are currently two routes. The Sharjah-Kalba road is the route of choice. There is less traffic and an interesting variation of scenery.

falling rocks warning sign, mountains in the background

Our first trip involved absolutely no actual viewing of rental housing, because we had not prepared and contacted real estate agencies ahead of time. So, we decided to make the most of our day. We went to the Fujairah Museum which has some nice displays of artifacts from ancient settlements.

room with display cases and an ornate ceiling

I don’t know why I continue to be surprised by proof of the impact of America on the region, but locally minted coins with American presidents or Apollo astronauts on them always catch me off guard.

Fujairah coin with Richard M. Nixon on it

There were several postage stamps depicting Charles de Gaulle. This one also has John F. Kennedy.

Fujairah postage stamp picturing DeGaule and J.F. Kennedy

tiny bottle of eye liner and a small tool for applying it

As usual, there were signs that some things never change.

boxes of vegetables

On our second trip we visited the central souk (market). There is an amazing display of lovely vegetables. That box of ripe tomatoes is priced 10 AED ($2.70). Yes, the BOX.

We did eventually look at three apartments in a new building on the east end of town. The living rooms and bedrooms were large. The kitchens varied. The maid’s rooms, however, were astonishing. The first one was so small and poorly arranged that it would not be possible to get a small bed into it.  How a human is supposed to live in there, I don’t know.

The apartment/villa hunt will continue.

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Food Tsunami Aftermath

April 27, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

Seven attended the Turkish food tweetup at Shikidim Restaurant last night. Both food and hospitality abounded.

table full of plates of food

The challenge was finding room for each plate of food that arrived.

plate of lamb meat, fries and vegetables

Faisal indulged in this lovely serving of lamb.

five servings of different desserts

As if we weren’t completely stuffed having over eaten the delicious salads and main dishes, samples of desserts arrived. Tea flowed freely. Conversation was lively. A good time was had by all.

For excellent food and great service, head on down to Shikidim Restaurant.

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Shikidim Restaurant

April 26, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

During our two week vacation in Istanbul in January, we developed a love of Turkish food. (For me, it is now my number one “comfort food.”) Upon our return to Dubai we began searching for Turkish restaurants, looking for the same great food we found in Istanbul.

We had previously visited Ankara Restaurant on the corniche, but did not know what to order. Now, we are wiser. The waiter seemed delighted that we knew about and wanted ayran, which wasn’t listed on the menu.

Next in our discoveries was Harput Restaurant. It is located close to the Mall of the Emirates, which is anything but close to where we live. However, it is close to our veterinarian’s office, so we combine buying pet supplies with getting a fix of Turkish food.

Newly opened, just down the street from where we live and solving all our problems is Shikidim Restaurant. The food is wonderful. The staff are helpful and friendly. AND we don’t have to drive across town!

If you are reading this (on the date of posting) and are in Dubai presently, join us tonight at Shikidim Restaurant for a tweetup 7:00-10:00 pm. For a map and information Click Here. (Muraqabat Street between Ittihad Road and Abu Baker Al Siddiq Road)

Here’s what you can look forward to:

plate of meat, tomato sauce and yogurt

Iskender is thinly sliced meat and cubes of freshly made flat bread covered in a tomato sauce and served with plain yogurt. It sounds simple, but is so much better than I can describe with words. I love the contrast of textures and temperatures.

brass mug of yogurt drink

And, don’t forget the ayran!

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Bugging Out

April 22, 2011

Posted by Kanga.
tabby cat sitting in cardboard box

It is about as official as it can get, so it is time to announce our future move from Dubai to Fujairah. (see map) My contract with my current employer is drawing to a close and my last day of work will be June 16th. We will then scramble to move by June 30th. I will start my new job on July 10th.

Why the move? Well, the current job isn’t the right place for me. I’ve made a point of not discussing it here, but it has been a roller coaster of ups and downs and frustrations. I don’t want to be a marketing rep, a facilities manager, an IT technician, a photocopy machine attendant, or even a teacher. I want to be a librarian. Therefore, this is not the job for me.

My new job will be at the secondary school level with about 1/5 as many students and this time they will be all male. I will be the ONLY librarian, the queen of my little domain. My first royal decree may be to move the photocopier (the bane of my existence) out of sight. I advocate for the long overdue paperless society!

We have not found a new residence, yet. We will begin our housing search this weekend.

We will be taking Bert & Oliver with us. It is approximately a 2 hour drive from Dubai to Fujairah, so they should survive fairly unscathed.

We will still come back to Dubai every once in a while to combine visiting friends, visiting favorite restaurants, and shopping for those hard to find items.

I suspect that the next two months will be packed with errands, box packing, wrapping up details, and moving related stress, but there are some things we would like to do before retreating from Dubai.

Our Dubai bucket list:

  • Go to Ibn Battuta Mall to actually learn about Ibn Battuta
  • Visit the Sheikh Saeed House
  • Go to the Burj Khalifa observation deck on a clear day

Suggestions to add to the bucket list are welcome.

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This is not a food blog

April 16, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

Despite the frequent food related posts, this is not a food blog. We eat frequently and tend to want to share the good meals. I’m going to consolidate several meals in one blog, just to get caught up.

plate of rice and a plate of grilled meat

This is Afghani kababs. Yummy! There are two Afghani restaurants side by side in the Naif neighborhood. Both have good food and fresh bread from a bakery just down the street.

baker with brick oven

This is the baker at Harput, our favorite Turkish restaurant. He’s making fabulous fresh bread.

yogurt, red meat and tomato base sauce

This is iskender kebap, my favorite dish at Harput. I’m sure they have other wonderful things on the menu, but I can never get past the iskender.

brass mug of yogurt drink

Here is the cutest mug of ayran (yogurt drink). It has a tangier taste than laban and not as thick as buttermilk. I prefer ayran over pretty much everything else.

three dishes and flat bread

And, finally, this evening’s meal was at our new neighborhood restaurant, Rara Avis. It is one of the few places where DaddyBird can get spicy food and I can get chili free food. It’s tasty and inexpensive.

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R*E*S*P*E*C*T

April 16, 2011

Posted by Kanga.

There is one thing I miss about living in America – a higher percentage of genuine respect for women and lower percentage of misogynists. What brings this on? A brief, but illustrative Twitter exchange. It went like this:

“Joker”: Wives are funny. They don’t have sex with their husbands for weeks and then they want to kill the woman who does. (I don’t follow this guy. It was repeated by someone I do. I usually let this stuff go without reply, but not today.)

Me: Husbands ignore the needs of their wives & then think the lack of sex is the wife’s fault.

“Joker”: its was just a joke.. dont be so serious now 🙂

Me: But it is not a joke.

“Joker”: thousand apologies if i’v hurt ur feelings or so.. but it was purely unintentional

Me: It isn’t about my feelings. But, if you don’t get that your joke isn’t funny, you won’t get what my objection is either.

“Joker”: was just trying to be nice.. but i see there’s no point.. and yes I dont get it.. moreover dont wanna get it.. kappish.. bye

End of transmission.

So, let me recap. He blames men’s infidelity on women’s disinterest in sex. I call him on it by pointing out there is a reason to be disinterested in sex. He doesn’t like being called on it and tells me it is just a joke. But it is not. THEN he “apologizes” by blaming my tender feelings which he did not mean to hurt. (I wish I could record my tone of voice when I type that.) [At this point I took a look at this guy’s profile which states that he “thinks like a woman.” Wow, you gotta be kidding me.] So, yeah, I insulted his intelligence with my next remark by which he gets his feelings hurt and departs in a huff.

Now, what really spurred me to respond in the first place. Stupidity. I really have no tolerance for stupidity.

Twitter exclamations are ephemeral. 140 characters – people may or may not glance at it – people may or may not respond to it – life goes on. Unfortunately, this often results in people saying things that are, or ought to be, socially unacceptable and getting away with it. They may get a reputation for what they say and it might even be considered positive. This sort of thing happens to some extent on American radio and television, but there are laws to keep it from going too far and when it does dipping ratings or outright complaints spur consequences. There is very little law to provide boundaries on the Internet. (I’m talking social, not political. That’s a whole different ball of wax which can result in jail or worse.)

Free speech is a double edged sword. I believe in free speech and I believe in social boundaries. It is a balance.

But, here’s the problem. If stupid things are said repeatedly without reprisal, they become embedded into society. That is how things like female genital mutilation, honor killings, sexual harassment in the workplace, etc.,  came to be and continue today. Words are not really ephemeral and they do have consequences.

ADDENDUM: My proofreading husband warns me that people will read this and assume that our marriage is in trouble. Therefore, I am stating explicitly that none of the above is about our marriage. We are approaching our tenth anniversary and are doing just fine. We happen to enjoy each others company and occasionally finish each other’s sentences.