I hope I can fight my way through them if need be. \u00a0I don’t see any Katanas.<\/p>\n
Either way, I have $21 to my name (in cash) and no clue whether my cc’s will work from here. \u00a0I also have about 9 hours to blow before my flight. \u00a0I could take my ambien and sleep in a corner, but seriously dude, everyone here is incredibly scary. \u00a0I think the dude checking my passport was Lawrence of Arabia.<\/p>\n
There’s a fat American sitting near me, but dude is wearing a clip on tie, and I would rather fly back to Kandahar than talk to a fat guy with a clip on. \u00a0I met this cool fricken helicopter pilot on the plane here, and am supposed to meet him at the Irish pub inside the terminal. Only, they won’t let me in the terminal until 3 hours prior to my flight. \u00a0Now mind you, I was already INSIDE the damn terminal, but had to come out for my army bag.<\/p>\n
Also, I have an E-Ticket, and I have no clue what that means exactly. \u00a0I want one of those little kiosks and insert my cc and get my ticket, only there isn’t any. \u00a0(This post interrupted by 4pm prayer time.)<\/p>\n
So here I sit in Dubai, with a huge ass army green duffel bag, a computer bag with a pillow affixed to the top, wearing a Ranger Up shirt and Red Sox hat, barely any money, no actual physical ticket, and a MAC Book Pro battery that will die soon.<\/p>\n
If I can beat down these ninja’s, I still won’t have Facebook.<\/p>\n
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