And now a word from my sponsor: Bob.
If he insists on coming onto my blog too much I'll insist he get his own. There is a point of interest for you golfers about Sand Golf . . .

BOB’S LOG, October 6 2006

The biggest frustration so far comes from the office. The office internet is so lousy. It currently takes me about 45 minutes to login and an additional 45 minutes to get into Lotus Notes to read my mail. Spell check is a 5 minute exercise. I can't logon during regular working hours because I don't have a computer and can't borrow one unless it is after hours (no one advised me to bring a laptop). So, It is very difficult for me to email correspond right now at the office. Consequently, I have just now decided I am not going to login very often until we move into our new offices and get an new, infinitely faster network (supposedly this next week).

Cherrie and I found an apartment. We looked at villas and apartments. The average villa is huge (as well as apartments in our allowance range). The last one we looked at had 6.5 baths and I did not count the bedrooms but the whole place was probably 4-5000 sq ft.; it had maid and chauffeurs quarters. It was cool, and if we were younger it would have been an impressive place to live and have some great parties. The place we are drawing up a contract for now, however, was the smallest place and certainly the most expensive per sq.ft. of everything we saw. It is an apartment tower that is a part of a Hilton Hotel. What we like about it is that it has a view to die for of the Cornishe (shore). Also you get almost all the amenities of the hotel (one exception, they don't house keep our apartment), that is what Cherrie really likes. All the other places we would have been swimming in room with our meager house furniture but in this place Cherrie is making a scaled house plan on graph paper to make sure it will all fit (3br, 3.5 bath about 2200-2400 sq. ft.). Because of the design, even though it is as big as our last house, it seems to have less useable space; one long hall way, a big entry room and maids quarters.

English is spoken by most of the inhabitants. The only problem is to understand and be understood what is spoken in the name of English since English is commonly a second or third language; we all have different accents, some thicker than others.

It is as hot as we were told and the heat is cooled way down from the summer temperatures. The golden months are coming up where it will be mild enough to walk around outside without wilting. Right now life is not normal because it is Ramadan and no eating or drinking from sun up to sun down. Translated, that means that restaurants are closed during the day and most of the shops as well. As westerners we are not expected to fast but we are to respect the practice which means we are not to do either in public, no water bottles in public or a coke in your hand etc. I see this as an opportunity, however, because the modified office working hours are 8AM-2PM; that leaves time for 18 holes in the afternoon, That can't be all bad. I played a great course, it will probably be the one I join. It is as nicely kept as any in Houston. They play a European tour event there in January. I can't wait to play one of the sand courses (no grass), there are two in the area. You carry a piece of astro turf and place your ball on it every shot, that is what I saw on TV before I left.

BOB’S LOG, October 12, 2006

I played a sand course yesterday. Before we teed off one of the golf course staff asked us if we had played a sand course before. When we answered in the negative, he answered, "you will have a hard time today". We both looked at him with the knowledge that he knew what he was talking about but we would have to learn his true meaning in our own separate ways. He was certainly right for the first nine. If you hit the fairway (marked by green stakes) you get to use a piece of astroturf to perch your ball on for the next shot. If you are in the rough (desert), no such luck. My main problem was around the brown (green if you are on a grass course; the browns are specially constructed with oiled sand, have a mild petroleum odor, and on this course raised 2-4 ft on average). Chipping was like a sand trap shot and I never got the hang of the speed of the browns. They were faster than they looked and I always ran my ball well by the cup especially on the putts. But I learned things not to do, like chip (I putted all close shots even up the steep sides of the browns). As a result, on the backside my score was 7 better than on the front and I finished one under boggy, that was my goal, not to shoot in the 90s! You can't use golf shoes, that will hurt the browns, they take soft spikes to a new level, not here! Also, there are a lot of different implements that you would not normally associate with golf, a broom, rake and trawl supplied at the appropriate places around the course and requiring mandatory use. I would love to play again but my shoes took a beating, they still smell like the oiled sand and they are very dusty. I think I will need to buy some cheep flat soled shoes before playing again. I am not sure how to cure the ones injured in battle. We plan on driving to Dubai tomorrow for our weekend. I have been told one third of the worlds high-rise building cranes are currently in use there. Will tell you about it later.

BOB’S LOG, October 17, 2006

Our Houston house is sold. The Houston Hearthstone part of our lives is for now suspended and we are moving on. Our new apartment is almost ready for moving in. It is a tower in a Hilton Hotel. They don't make up the rooms every day (room service) but it has all the amenities of a hotel with the workout room, pool, and restaurant etc. Cherrie is inspecting it tomorrow after final repairs and then we need to order rental furniture for our interim living until out shipment arrives. The view is fantastic, it is on the 16th floor and faces toward the shoreline (Cornishe) and water.

We drove to Dubai this last weekend and spent the night. The city is everything I had heard of, new, very modern, money everywhere. It seems the architects are in some kind of competition to build the most provocative high-rise architecture imagination and money can buy. The first afternoon we walked around the old section of town near the souks (bazaars). It was still Ramadan and we shouldn't be seen consuming food or liquid in public; we wilted right away in face of the heat and we had no water, well, just a little that we were sneaking sips from Cherries purse. Our answer was to take a boat ride up Dubai Creek and get out in the breeze. Not much help there since the breeze was hot and humid. But, there was shade under a canopy and the boat owner stopped and bought ice cream and water saving the day. We must have paid too much for the boat because he did not even ask refreshment money at journeys end. That night instead of eating in the open air restaurants (we were still dying from the heat), we went to the Mall of the Emirates, the one that has the ski slope inside. The ski slope was larger/longer than I imagined one could build in a mall. But there was snow, people inside were wearing winter gear, and the restaurants that were facing the slopes had names like Kittsbuel or Vale and had fires inside for the right atmosphere. It was the most upscale mall I have seen, it is a lot nicer than the Houston Galleria; hard to believe. We drove by the Burj Al Arab Hotel the following day, the one that has a profile like a sailing ship. It is over 300m high, higher than the Eiffel tower and the tallest hotel in the world. You stand on the shore side (It is on its own island) and you can tell it is tall but you would never know how tall because it is hard to see all of it since the view and access is restricted. You can go into the hotel only if you : 1) stay in the hotel, 2) book a meal in one of the restaurants, 3) guest of a paying customer; I only anticipate qualifying for one of those in the future. After we returned, Cherrie said she took a day to recover from the hot day in Dubai. In one of my earlier notes home I complained about the Abu Dhabi heat and my sister, Beth, asked if the heat is like central Florida. The answer is an unequivocal no. The official winter temperatures from the summary I saw are 70-90f, we definitely aren't in winter yet by that measure since I doubt it has dipped below 90 even at night. The summer temperatures from this same guide are 100-118 f and 90% humidity. Apparently that is the season for leaving town and taking an extended vacation.

BOB’S LOG, November 5, 2006

We are in our apartment, with rented furniture; our home shipment is due to arrive late November-January. Our last night in the Sheraton hotel was 10/31. It took us a whole evening to move out. After the first load Cherrie stayed in our apartment to put things away as we brought in new wrinkled stuff. I went back to get the last load and check for any stray bling in drawers etc. After finishing the last load and was in our new apartment, I remembered the ice-cream in the hotel freezer. Yep, went back for that. Then I went out for our dinner since it was late evening by now and, I was in need of a cocktail. After returning, Cherrie asks where I put her cosmetic case that was hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Went back for that too. Yesterday Cherrie asked about the calculator that was in the drawer of the entertainment cabinet. I didn't know that the entertainment cabinet had a drawer; the statute of limitations has arrived and no more return trips.

We are about to get a phone and an internet connection for the apartment. This will be a big deal for Cherrie since we are paying about $22/day through the Hilton hotel for our internet connection. I will go to Etisalat (the government monopoly for all telecommunications) this afternoon and turn in the documentation they require and fill out other paper work. For our afternoon trip I need: passport photos, non-objection letter from Exxon, copy of residency visa from my passport (just got it after two months of waiting), my passport, photo copy of the Exxon Al Khalij presidents passport (that is a real mystery why they need his passport), copy of the professional license agreement for Exxon to do business in Abu Dhabi, our apartment contract and, I would not have a clue what to do at Etisalat without our relocation agent who will be holding my hand and guiding me through the maze process. Tomorrow I have to get my drivers license and I will need many of the listed documents above, plus, we have been warned it is about a 3 hour multi-line/bureaucratic-desk process. Right now I am waiting on a translation of my Texas Drivers License and when I get that, I will have all the documents I need for the trip. We can't buy a car until I get a UAE license. And we can’t buy liquor here yet until I get my alcohol license. That too requires a letter from ExxonMobil but this time in addition to the no-objection letter, since there is a restriction to the amount of alcohol one can buy monthly, Exxon must supply that estimate (10% of my monthly salary). That is rather a mute point since 10% of my salary exceeds the monthly cap on purchases.

Robert E Bierley
Exxon (Al Khalij Inc.) Abu Dhabi, UAE
Office: (9712) 6335113
Fax: (9712) 6338996