Walking Across Sand Dunes to a Birthday Party in Abu Dhabi

Dears,

David’s friend Natalie is having a birthday party today. She lives just a few minutes and buildings away, so we walked over. On the way, I thought that which seems normal to us — crossing desert sand in the middle of the city — would make a very telling photo essay. So, here’s the trip to Natalie’s house, with pal Lachlan along for the journey. Ten minutes in ten frames:

We depart from the marble halls of Mangrove Place.
We depart from the marble halls of Mangrove Place.

 

Headed out, still on sidewalk.
Headed out, still on sidewalk.
The guys pause to talk.
The guys pause to talk.
The great crossing.
The great crossing.
Presents being carried differently across the sand.
Presents present.
Construction zone juxtaposed with skyline.
Construction zone juxtaposed with skyline.
More walking, and more talking. This time on tarmac.
More walking, and more talking. This time on tarmac.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Inside the birthday girl's apartment!
Inside the birthday girl’s apartment!
Her MineCraft cake!
Her MineCraft cake!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As I walk back home, I see a woman wearing a parka in the desert. Meanwhile I am drenched in sweat. (See earlier posts for that story.)
As I walk back home, I see a woman wearing a parka in the desert. Meanwhile I am drenched in sweat. (See earlier posts for that story.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Back home, I’m enjoying the air-conditioning and some ice water and reading. Allan turned on the radio, and even though it’s a rock station, the following was the first thing that came out:

“Mr. Lawrence, why do you like the desert so much?”

The voice of Peter O’Toole answers, “Because it’s clean.”

The DJ then played the theme song from the film.

And that’s why I like the desert — the random is serendipitous. And the simplest things, like going to a birthday party, is an adventure.

Love,

Nancy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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