Project 365: Day 55 – The first of many blunders

25th August 2014 – Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates

Paulo Coelho once said ‘waiting is painful’.
Maybe he was waiting for eons for a bus too.
When the scalding desert winds tear you up,
What else would a vengeful writer do?
There should be a bus. Soon. - Abu Dhabi, UAE

There should be a bus. Soon. – Abu Dhabi, UAE

Two months into my travel, and I haven’t made any major blunders so far. Until today. Today was a day that I was destined to get screwed.

So, despite all my friends telling me that there is nothing much to see in Abu Dhabi, I still caught a bus from Dubai’s Al Ghubaiba bus station to Abu Dhabi. The fare cost 20 Dirhams one way, and I saw the opportunity to recover some of the cost by visiting the Sheikh Zayed Mosque, the 6th largest mosque in the world.

I’ve made quite a few travel blunders. Click here to read how I missed my flight from Cairo to Amman!

I reached Abu Dhabi, and waited in the main bus station for ages. I had come around noon, so there were no buses heading to the mosque for another hour or so. So, I finally took some other bus route, and took a taxi closer to the mosque. The cost was just 10 dirhams, so I handed out two 5 dirham notes, and left the taxi. Little did I know then, that the 5 and 50 dirham notes in UAE, have the same colour!!

I had just handed over 100 Dirhams, for a ride of 10. And the crazy taxi driver gave no change too!

By the time I figured it out this blunder, I was already at the mosque gates, and the taxi was far away. I cursed my day, which was getting worse with the searing heat in Abu Dhabi, what with the fact that there were no trees near this famous mosque. But my day was far from over.

There are 4 entrances to the mosque. 2 of them were undergoing repairs, hence closed. 1 was a car parking entrance, so I couldn’t get in since I was a walk-in tourist. And the last one, was a bloody VIP entrance and I was turned back. I walked around the mosque complex for a dragging 2 hours, to try to get inside, but there was no freaking way unless I had a drive, or I was a VIP. The sun was laughing so hard at me, and I could feel my cheeks burning. Both on the face and the ass. So, I left.

I may be venting here, but if you are a backpacker, there is nothing in Abu Dhabi for you. I repeat, nothing.

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About Abhi Surendran

Abhi quit his corporate job, and decided to immerse himself in travels, photography, occasional periods of bankruptcy, and copious amounts of insanity. He is currently working on a book of his experiences, and a dream road trip through South Asia. Both in a haphazard fashion. He blogs at Iamnothome and you can also catch him at times on Facebook and twitter.

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