The stewardess wakes me with a bit of a shake and some surprisingly pleasant airplane coffee. As the blur disappears from my eyes I once again notice the pleasant surroundings of the sand coloured, desert-esque designed airplane cabin. I take the plugs out of my hears then open the window shield to discover a bright sun over a beautiful layer of clouds. As we reach the end of our flight it clears up and I look down upon the beautiful ocean and then the beautiful ocean and then the amazing white/yellow desert, noticing the trees and what must be man made shapes of some forest. I can see what must be Abu Dhabi City in the distance with many interesting manmade shapes (buildings, islands…) We make a smoothe landing. As I get off the plane a very big smile appears on my face, not only is the sun shining (something I really haven't seen all that much over the past months) but it is warm…real warm, something I'm sure I'll come to dislike over the next couple of months. Abu Dhabi has a very appealingly designed airport, almost like giant sand igloos. I get onto the shuttle to take us to the terminal, looking around it is clear that I'm not the only one fully enjoying the heat. The bus jolts to a start causing everyone to hold on extra tight. Upon entry into the airport which is almost as nice on the inside as it is on the outside all I can think is 'absolutely amazing!' it is a very international setting as to be expected for a place like this.
Waiting in line to get onto the shuttle to the next flight, I notice how many people are wearing a bright and beautiful array of colours; green, blue, pink, yellow… I could simply go on and on. I then get pushed into the 1st class line, an automatic assumption that I'm flying first (I wish!), already skin colour based assumptions? I wasn't expecting this so quickly.
Arrival in Lahore, Pakistan was certainly a hot one. I was met by Hummayun, the president of the local AIESEC chapter. I didn't know what to expect upon arrival but a simple informal greeting it was J. I think I'm going to see how he feels about being called Hum as I'm having a really difficult time remembering Hummayun (as if I'm not already horrible enough with names).
We then drive back to the Lahore campus (LUMS) where I settle in to Hum's dorm room, get a wonderful lunch and a shower. We spend the afternoon meeting other members of AIESEC here, talking about countries, cultures (me trying to explain my Denmark/California/Scotland situation) and so on. I wish I could remember the names of all the fascinating people I met today but there's simply no chance.
The evening consisted of a restaurant serving very western/mixed food with everything from fish and chips to burgers and Thai. There was even a Cocktail menu though it should be called a Mocktail menu as the vital ingredients to a Cocktail (alcohol) are illegal. While waiting for dinner and after dinner we enjoyed lots of chat around several sheeshas (no clue how to spell that). I've tried sheesha before back home in Edinburgh but wow not ever this strong, after just one taste I was feeling extremely light headed (for moms and dads, this is not a drug, not illegal and no I'm certainly not addicted). We then headed back to the dorms and said our goodbyes as I headed strait back to bed (where I am now), extremely tired. Time for sleep!!!
Learnings of the day:
· No hugging most women for greeting them
o Shaking hands might be ok in some circumstances (if she gives you the hand)
· There are proper toilets (the kind I like, not the squatters)
· Bodies are not completely covered up, plenty of bare arms and such on both women and men
· There are certainly things that are hard to understand (the "women and children unaccompanied by men" counter at the passport check at the airport)
· There is just as much sexualness/nakedness on their TV programmes as in the west
· I might die of heat stroke
That's it for today. xx