Yesterday, I ditched antivert again to go to Doha and see friends. (He was very understanding about it.) Then, while I was out with said friends, I ran into another friend who lives in Dubai - in the elevator of the W Hotel! I didn't even know he was going. It was an "EVERYTHING IS A COINCIDENCE / THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A COINCIDENCE" moment. Good times.
Sometimes, it almost does.
Doha has weird buildings. Most of them are not shown. Next time I'll photograph them for you (and I'm looking at you, dubaiwalla).
This is my friend, Amit, playing with a manual typewriter that was in our other friend's outrageous (honeymoon?) suite in the W.