Trip to another Emirate

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A nice easy weekend ended with a busy day. My maids arrived right on time this morning and while they were here, I headed to the gym. Man, I think reading Chelsea Handler while on the stationary bike is a good plan - I sped through 55 minutes and 374 calories. Wootwoot. I am a little disappointed with the women's gym here - no weights and no privacy. I was there by myself and some maintenance guy probably walked outside the windows about 7 times while I was doing some yoga. Still, I guess a treadmill, bike, and stairmaster is better than nothing. Maybe I'll go to the men's gym when it is empty (Candi - still thinking of you and the "men's section"!!!)

I came home and my friend wanted to know if I wanted to accompany him on an alcohol run. I guess there is a place in an emirate far far away where there is no limit on liquor. The problem is that you have to drive thru a dry emirate on the way back. It was a very nice, magical place, where they had just about everything (except Hoegarden) and they have officially named California as its own country. No Finger Lakes wines! :p

The place was interesting but it stunk to high heaven. I don't like the seagull poop smell and this seemed to have some raw sewage mixed in. Worse than my description of the Reagan bridge at Port Hueneme with its "men's urinal or bathroom" smell description (yes, we used to have to sample water here, and everytime I wanted to throw up, so when I had to describe the odor, I used the above description - Tim thought I was nuts).

The best part was the drive home - we took a different route than the looong way there and it was worth it. On our first roundabout, we saw camels crossing the road! Including a baby camel. so he followed them a bit so I could take some photos. Soon, we were back on our way, when about 1.6 km (I know thanks to GPS lady) afterwards, we saw three donkeys trotting down the side of the road. So cool! I was a happy (dorky) camper.

After we drove in circles and then tried yet a new grocery store on my endless search for pretzels (at least this place carried Rold Gold pretzel sticks), I arrived home just in time to change and head to the metro for this evening's soccer game. This was my first time playing coed here, so I was a little nervous. But yeah, coed soccer games are the same in all countries apparently. Boys and girls play very differently and it is so much fun. However, I feel on my bad (ex dislocated) knee not once, but twice and it started hurting only an hour in. I have a feeling, tomorrow is not going to be fun.

Well, Miss Jamie returns tomorrow and life returns to normal... Sort of...

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