It's so easy getting sucked into this class thing. We were waiting for the bus here in Dubai. I didn't want to get on the bus but rather take a taxi. The reason: "all the people on the bus are this labour class". It's funny how one wouldn't think twice about such factors in Toronto but it's so blatant here in Dubai.
No why would one come into this old place, called Cosmos Lane, leaving behind the glittering malls for which Dubai is famous?
Because it has places like this:
Dubai is crazy. They were tearing up the roads to build more malls and buildings. The remaining roads therefore got busy and jammed. So they decided to relieve the traffic jam by building a metro rail line. So to build the metro line they have to now tear up more roads ...
Then we found this:
Oh, halal unhealthy food! It's great when you can eat anything you want without checking the ingredients or being restricted to vegetables or filet-o-fish.
We had this.
(Note: This was for three people!)
Our bus stop is called Hor Al Anz. Now it's funny when I first heard the name.
"Whore Al What?"
They DO pronounce it 'whore'!
"Yeah," My uncle instructed. "You want to get off at the whore..."
And then, on the bus, "Is it far to get to the Hor?"
"No, no." The Somalian bus driver replied. "The whore is not too far. You sit back ok? Nice ride ..."
The Dubai bus system is awful, a bad copy of a Western system. The most glaring fault was a special section of 6 seats for the ladies. By itself, that is not a bad idea. But then what happens when more than 6 ladies try to get on the bus?
"Sorry, no space!"
Though I wouldn't mind seeing more of Lara Dutta on the side of TTC bus stops.