adrenaline loaded motorbikes topped with frozen yogurt

Nasreen and Adrian.. a few months old photo i took when the guys came to dubai for a few days trip. i remember it was one terribly humid summer day, the sheesha place was quite cozy though.

last month there was some fuss about Adrenaline Sports Live in Abu Dhabi, a good excuse to visit some friends in AD..

went with Ali.. we were adrenaline thirsty..

and what did we find? a bunch of sk8er boys..

and some motor show.. a classic

and a transformer..

this is how my jeep should look like..

Abu Dhabi Police revealed the Falcon Bike.. a custom designed chopper made specifically for them.. fekin awesome machine.. loved the claws towards the front wheel hub.

too much adrenaline?

there was a big crowed by some serious combat field, they were shooting each other with plastic bullets..

can you spot the adrenaline loaded grin?

our fellow here did not was to reveal his identity.. i sure can’t wait to go there again next year. can’t miss such important events.

and speaking of important events..

i spent a couple of weeks recently undertaking motorbike driving classes.. looks more like a circus in this photo..

lesson one, driving on the line of a big eight drawn just to get you dizzy.. and after few laps you realize it is not ‘eight’ but rather ‘infinity’..

enthusiastic instructors..

this is Ahmed, my instructor.. you can tell he is a very friendly dude from this photo..

showing me stitches under his knee, he broke his leg few months ago thanks to a failed stunt attempt.. quite motivating.

i thought a broken leg is a lesson good enough to stop being a jackass.. anyway, this is how i learned driving motorbikes.. i got my license and got some stupid t-shirt tan.. now i need to spare some ‘time’ to think whether or not i should get a bike in a city full of reckless drivers..

every now and then, someone gets too creative in the office to order lunch from a place we never tried.. this was supposed to be from some fine asian noodles place.. didn’t look fine to me.. looked more like second hand noodles

Nikko.. the culprit who ordered noodles..

the sales boys having their.. noodles

shifting to something that tastes good.. and looks good.. my new passion.. frozen yogurt

meet Shirley..

he kept staring at me for a while..

photos from my almost daily experiences with traffic jams in Dubai..

a monster truck with designer curtains

and a long queue behind me.. living the dream..

I am sure I’ll skip my morning run tomorrow.. i still have a couple of months to get ready for the race.

good night..