If ever I felt hot, sweat, sexy, dreamy with full of desire & longing since I set foot on Arabic soil, it was last night. Who might have been responsible to kindle such a yearning no human has remotely been capable of evoking, none other than the works of F. W. Nietzsche. Though cozily cuddled up in bed, I could vaguely visualize disco balls twirling around me, tingles that made my veins knot & a strange sensation taking over my entire body, soaking me with an unexplainably warm feeling. What brings about this kind of feeling every time I read or hear a good piece of philosophy, I wouldn't know. I wonder if it is merely the philosophy or the fact that there exist men like them philosophers, brave and bold enough to break all rules, step aside from the socially accepted norms, and stand by what they truly believe in.
Bored sick as I am in Al Ain am dying to come back home to catch some action with some real friends. Beautiful as Al Ain is, it is far beyond mundane. Pictures posted below for your viewing pleasure (courtesy of Gatra Waworontu).
Bored sick as I am in Al Ain am dying to come back home to catch some action with some real friends. Beautiful as Al Ain is, it is far beyond mundane. Pictures posted below for your viewing pleasure (courtesy of Gatra Waworontu).
The road leading to the top of Jebel Hafeet. The highest man made peak in Al Ain.
