Dubai Tales 01 Airport Departure
Octoposse I liked Mohammed. Unlike many of the locals here in Dubai — and, to be fair, virtually all my fellow expats — he set out to do a good job rather than to ‘get rich quick’. Not that he, or rather his family, weren’t rich to start with. Very, very rich. So, here he was, fresh faced holder of a first class degree in Electronic Engineering from an expensive university in California, back in his home town working as my assistant and mastering the detail of maintaining the one of the...