We got caught in our
first sandstorm the other night. A wall of sand bellowed towards us, apart from
the lack of a “mummified face” growling after us, it was pretty much just like
the movies. We lost our vision and had to navigate by looking for the side of
the road and surging on (a note to the kiddies: you are supposed to pull over
to the side and wait it out, a note to the grown ups: you are such a pussy if
you pull over – in fact I recommend you don’t drop less than 40). It was a
little surreal to be driving around in this but was an experience I am glad to
have experienced. Who would have thought that scene in the latest Mission
Impossible where they are driving through Dubai during the sandstorm was the
most realistic thing in the movie?
Saturday, 30 March 2013
Friday, 22 March 2013
Hello Saudi
The country looks like it was founded in a desert. Not the
magnificent spectacle you expect to see a couple of droids making their way
across but more like the barren wasteland beyond the Thunderdome. There seems
to be nothing but camels and goats to break up my view of another dune. There
seems to be an everlasting haze of sand in the air.
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
Meeting Benny Jr
On our Journey home we had to call into Sydney to meet the
latest addition to the family. William Benjamin Gilkes. It goes without saying
I am calling him Jr. He has a loud set of lungs on him and makes you work for a
smile, but when you get one from him it lights up your day. If you are lucky
enough to get a laugh as well he does the whole body shake that draws you into
his excitement.
Friday, 8 March 2013
The week of wedding cra…..errr…. finalising
We spent a week in Queensland to finalise the wedding stuff
that The Girl had arranged. The venue, celebrant, photographer, flowers, hair,
dresses and cake. Wait I should also throw in here that I got final approval of
the cake. I don’t know why I feel like that is an important point but I think
it should be. Anyway it was clear that she had the bulk to do and we would have
to meet, see and taste everything on this brief trip back to the motherland. If
you are planning on a wedding then I highly recommend you do it this way. Give
yourselves a week to get it together. And then you can just forget about it.
Unless of course you are getting married at the end of that week and then all I
would have to say is "how does the shotgun feel in the back of the
ribs?"
The venue was awesome. A very classy establishment to match
my bride. The sample menu food there was delicious. Early on we had gotten over
the fact that we didn't really care what everyone else wanted to eat - we would
just get whatever we wanted. When you're paying by the head it is very easy to
get into an 'us' versus 'them' mentality. Us being the ones who have to be
impressed by the wedding and them, if who are not impressed should either fake
it or keep their feelings to themselves. I don't think anyone will complain
about the free meal they are receiving but really the whole point of the day is
for everyone to watch the Girl and I enjoy ourselves. I'm happy for people to
not come and buy me a beer down the track somewhere if it means I won't have to
hear any complaints.
I kind of like the idea of running the wedding like a
reality show - every half hour we get to cut four people. We can give some
criteria I guess - worst dressed, most annoying, person having least fun, the
vegetarians. Think of the possibilities. I have to now go and think of a way to
sell this to the Girl...
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