Abu Dhabi right back at you

Besides only having Grade 8 I think one of the reasons I am a crappy writer is I don’t edit and don’t like to spend much time on the blog. It is not a labor of love but fussing over it seems to take the fun away. So I basically want to write as quick as I can about what I saw or the ladies that I made love to but now it has been 6 weeks that I have been in Amsterdam. So I am in Nicaragua, writing about Amsterdam with 6 weeks of Abu Dhabi in between. I feel like Solomon Rushdie.

The war was getting a bit too close for comfort in Iraq so I was transferred to Abu Dhabi. Not exactly a hardship posting but I would much rather Iraq. I have spent a reasonable amount of time in Dubai and there is not much difference to me between them. Architecture yes but I can't tell much of a difference. For some unknown reason I really don't like the place so I don't really give it a chance. 

But I don't think I will be going back anytime soon. So if my biggest complaint in life is working in Abu Dhabi there is not much to complain about save for my trick knee.

Zaffron

Iranian Saffron through a foggy lens

All that glitters

The world's tallest building and Dubai's small dick syndrome 

Not sure why but I think this is the ugliest building in the World or at least Abu Dhabi.

Ed Van Gough (Vincent's Brother)

You know you were in Norway or perhaps space travel if you find Amsterdam cheap. But it was considerably cheaper than the previous part of my trip. However, the hotels were almost as much and far less in quality.

I was here 22 years ago and remember the hotel as a bit of a hole as well. But still a great city with a panoply of cultural and historical treasures. And let’s never, ever forget the sex and drugs.

It is painfully obvious that I know nothing about art. In the past few months I have been the Picasso Museum, Van Gough Museum, Edvard Munch Museum and some other ones as well.  But I really can’t tell an amateur from the masters. I know you can say stuff like broad strokes and sullen earth tones but at times some of their work looks like the squiggly lines of a child to me. So if ever you want to pay 78 million dollars for squiggly lines please let me know.

I stand corrected. I think Amsterdam is the world’s most bike friendly city. And I think I am the world’s most ungraceful  jay walker. I have a tendency to look both ways even on a one way street. So I am dodging cars, bikes, people, trolleys and of course flying cheese with my head swiveling, my mouth swearing, feet tripping, and eyes crossing.

So 22 years apart and there did not seems to be a major difference for me. Still a charming city with canals, unique houses, old world aura, and flying cheese.

Not the Netherlands

Staircase of Death

Line up at Van Gough Museum. But not for Frankie, I bought a ticket on line and waited for about 15 minutes.