Riding a donkey.....

"My friend, my grandmother told me while you are riding a donkey, continue to look for a horse. If you have not found the horse, don't leave the donkey..u still need to use it. You understand?"

Tears welled up in his Bambi looking eyes. Gee...I must have touched a nerve. Hopefully he understood. Ok...I lied about the "grandmother" part.

My 2nd driver (Mohamed left...visa expired) Rafid was sharing with me about his bad boss. And he wanted to quit without any alternatives as yet.

" You give visa..i work for you."

"My friend it is not that simple ok? Anyway, you just continue and I will look out for you."

Actually, I cooked up the entire donkey story with an ulterior motive. It is hard to get a good driver in Dubai. He knows my daily schedule. Excellent driver..very punctual....and running little errands for me without fail..laundry, shopping...etc And if he sees me 100 m (ok..20 m away)...dragging my bags and what have you...he will rush forward to take over! Such initiative..where to get in Dubai? And of course I will reward him with his favorite Krispy Kreme doughnut from Deira City Centre. Not so sure whether that's good for his diabete.

Anyway to cut the long story short..I have to keep him at all costs!

(Picture showing my dear driver drinking sweet "skyjuice" from the Hatta Dam)