oh, dubai

In Dubai for a layover. Dubai is like los angeles in that it's planned around cars. But more so. The streets are like highways, you can't cross them. So to get to the grocery store across the street you get in a cab, drive it down to the roundabout and back down on the other side. $15 round trip.

My hotel has four nightclubs. Iranian, Pakistani, Indian, and African. All are on different floors and there are, well, not fights exactly, but grumblings in the elevator based on which club you get out at.

This is sort of a blow-off-the-dust, stretch and warm up blog. I arrive in Kabul tomorrow.