The question Gwen posted me after yesterdays' visit, 'would you have wanted to stay on if the first place you saw was somewhat like Abu Dhabi?'.
Hell Yeh!
Bearing close resemblence to the of the robust streets of Malaysia, tied in with dessert palm trees lining the road dividers, I felt strangely at ease.
A quick lunch at the glitzy emirates palace hotel then it was back to the streets. Roaming around the city via foot had its benefits in knowledge, including discovering the immensity of the city center and second, that you probably needed new shoes after the 6 hours of trudging across concrete pavements.
Well, nonetheless, here are some inspiring shots of the exhibition showcasing the upcoming architectural projects taking place in Abu Dhabi that would house several world renowned museums and art centres. Frank Gehry, yes, some kind of beautiful mess.
Corniche beach, an absolute favourite amongst the locals who love a bit of landscape and greenery, was like a little dessert oasis for me. Emerald colored waters licked the breakwaters and the setting sun, shone a path of glorious gold across the choppy waters. The wind blew a little harder, cold and tense against my goose-bumped skin. I was alone, and somehow, just missing you a little.
You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shotty cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like we're picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are
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