Okay so... on with the recount!
Plane from here to Brunei... bore. Plane from Brunei to Dubai... bore. A day in Dubai. Shopping... which for me is the synonym of bore. Old [like 40 year old] guys flirted with Hala... scary.
Plane from Dubai to Erbil.. ridiculous. There's no duty free in Erbil, so it was like bagcheck-plane-bagcheck. There's no TIME to smuggle drugs, you dimwits. But the lady at the counter just opened a few bags, got bored, and sent us off.
So, bus from the airport to the meeting place. Some fucktarded Kurd was like to some not-so fucktarted Kurd... "You're helping an Arab? Tut Tut". Then my mum was like "Go clean the lice out from your hair."
I loved her so much at that moment.
Meeting point- it was a Sahara. Seriously. A gate and a few cars waiting outside. Guess what? No one was waiting for us. And it was five kilometres to the main city of Erbil. And we were lugging eight huge bags and three small ones.
There was a chick with a phone. -kisses the floor she walks on-. But Erbil sim cards only work with Erbil and Sulaymaniyah. Fuck you, Kurds.
So... two broken down taxis... and our one ran out of petrol... so we borrowed from dad's one... yep. Two broken down taxis to the Taxi HQ then we got a big van thing.
Yay.
We saw Uncle Salam and Uncle Nabil on the way and started chasing after them and Uncle Nabil offered us the middle finger for beeping at him. XD
Wow, I'm rambling on much.
The rest?
1/ Fighting with Omar daily.
2/ Seth is my favourite.
3/ Noor pisses me off.
4/ Fatima is a ho.
5/ Azhar needs to get over her asian obsession.
That's about it. Me made friends on the way back from Brunei ^^.