{"id":163,"date":"2007-12-10T22:10:58","date_gmt":"2007-12-11T05:10:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/2007\/12\/dubai-day-five"},"modified":"2007-12-10T22:31:13","modified_gmt":"2007-12-11T05:31:13","slug":"dubai-day-five","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/2007\/12\/dubai-day-five","title":{"rendered":"dubai, day five"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/iamthebestartist\/2096273881\/\" title=\"porch in the morning by jessamyn, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2374\/2096273881_7415713b00.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"porch in the morning\" style=\"border: 1px solid #666\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>So I&#8217;ve been here about five days. The first two, which included the conference, were a blur of librarians and jet lag. The third day was a mass of paperwork and mall walking and yesterday was a noodle around town day. Step, the friend I am staying with, is going to Abu Dhabi to teach a few classes for the local digital preservation initiative (oooh metadata) and I will be tagging along. We leave in a few hours and I&#8217;m looking forward to the car ride even though traffic here is a really different animal from the no-traffic back home.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been enjoying myself, despite tiredness and weather adjustment and weird internet foibles. My talk and workshops went really well and you can read about <a href=\"http:\/\/www.librarian.net\/stax\/2206\/my-talks-at-the-iln-conference-in-dubai\/\">some of the odd synchronicities I&#8217;ve experiences over at librarian.net<\/a>. In a nutshell, when you&#8217;re in a place like this with a large number of expats and people who travel around, don&#8217;t be surprised if they know you from &#8230; somewhere. At a conference of 100 people, I met two people from Vermont, two people who had seen me speak before and one person who I&#8217;d served on a five person committee with four years ago. Oneof the women from Vermont actually had <em>my home phone number in her address book<\/em> because she knew Ola. I&#8217;m used to the small world phenomenon but this was pretty impressive even to me.<\/p>\n<p>I wonder sometimes when I travel if the food situation in Vermont won&#8217;t be the thing that ultimately causes me to be one of those people with a summer home there and a tiny apartment in some big city somewhere. I&#8217;ve eaten food from a different nationality &#8212; Iranian, Lebanese, Indian, pseudo-Mexican &#8212; at pretty much every meal. It&#8217;s great to get to eat so much hummus that you&#8217;re not just like &#8220;Mmmmm hummus&#8221; but where you can actually explore and appreciate the variety of tastes in the different kinds of hummus. All this and I still can have coffee and a bowl of cereal for breakfast and be in the pool as many days as I want to be.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday I headed into the city with a backpack and no destination other than the public library. The library system here is, like many things here, relatively young. The cab driver didn&#8217;t know where it was and there is no big central library. While Zayed University has a really lovely library, the local public facility was small and seemingly underutilized. I walked around taking photos which I am slowly uploading to Flickr for or five at a time. And then I just walked. I had a guide book in my bag and an email from my friend with some good advice but I just ambled around lookin at things. I had some great meals, ate bizarre candy, went to the museum, took an underpass that actually went beneath the canal, took the water taxi back across the canal, went into a bazillion little shops seling all manner of things. <\/p>\n<p>I was, for the most part, almost the only solo female under the age of 60 that I saw all day. I don&#8217;t mean just traveller\/tourist, I mean female person. It was totally disorienting to be walking up and down completely full streets of people and suddenly thinking &#8220;Wow, I haven&#8217;t seen another woman in 10-15 minutes&#8221;. I vaguely remember Turkey being like this as well. However, unlike Turkey where I didn&#8217;t get out of the big downtown Western area much I was out and about walking for hours and it was always somewhat the same. This wasn&#8217;t any sort of problem &#8212; no one gave me a hard time, no one seemed to much care &#8212; it was just a constant vague awareness.<\/p>\n<p>Last night we just sat around on the couches here at Step&#8217;s place and ordered food in and watched Syriana which was filmed partly here. Since I&#8217;ve been here I&#8217;ve been asking Step a million questions &#8220;what about the nomads?&#8221; &#8220;how do the royal families interact with everyone else&#8221; &#8220;what can you tell about a person by how they&#8217;re dressed?&#8221; and the movie I think makes a new sort of sense to me than it would have if I had seen it five days ago.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<a href=\"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/2007\/12\/dubai-day-five\" rel=\"bookmark\" title=\"Permalink to dubai, day five\"><p>So I&#8217;ve been here about five days. The first two, which included the conference, were a blur of librarians and jet lag. The third day was a mass of paperwork and mall walking and yesterday was a noodle around town day. Step, the friend I am staying with, is going to Abu Dhabi to teach [&hellip;]<\/p>\n<\/a>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[161,83,3],"class_list":["post-163","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-uncategorized","tag-dubai","tag-jessamyn","tag-travel","h-entry","hentry"],"share_on_mastodon":{"url":"","error":""},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/163","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=163"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/163\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=163"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=163"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=163"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}