Gitex 2008 (and 2006)

In 2006, Farook offered to take me to GITEX. Without the slightest hesitation, Farook drove into the multi-story parking, which was full, as the security guard told us. 'I with Sheikh. You no give us parking place, I have you deported.'

We got a parking place, and got into GITEX 2006 without paying.

In 2007, I went to GITEX on my own. I took the bus to GITEX, and paid my own way. I found neither bus nor taxi after GITEX, and had to walk home.

For GITEX 2008, Farook offered to take me, and I accepted.

We passed the main entrance, so Farook took the next alley and tried to park.

'I'm sorry, sir, but you cannot park here.'

'Who is in charge?'

'Muhammed Ali, sir.'

So we left that area and went to the next parking area: 'Who you come to see?' Farook answered (of course) 'Muhammed Ali.'

'He not here. Go to the next car park.'

Of course, the next car park was the one from which we had just been ejected. So we drove around until we found an Arab who told us, 'You can't park here.' But at least he told us, 'You can park in the car park.'

So we went to the VIP car park, where Farook's Arabic allowed us to park, and we went into GITEX. Parking had taken a full hour.

Inside GITEX, Farook gave every exhibitor his business card. Several asked, 'What do you do?' but to this difficult and complex question, Farook had no answer.

We did meet someone who appeared to be of the female persuasion, but the person assured us that the person's name was Mohammed. I assumed I was dealing with a transvestite, an assumption not shared by Farook, since he has no idea about the different clothing worn by male and female English speakers.

As it turned out, 'Mohammed' had a name tag that said 'Sarah,' but said the name tag was borrowed, and that her real name was Haley. She is rather flat-chested, but I just finished an Agatha Christie novel in which the male protagonist explains that a flat-chested woman can have substantial SA, but a flat-voweled woman cannot. And the flat-chested woman who called herself 'Mohammed' certainly had rounded vowels, even if 'rounded' did not apply, in any way, shape, or form, to her chest.

In any case, Farook and I wandered through bits of GITEX, though slowly, since Farook had to give every Arab his business card, and have a conversation (which I could not follow).

With Farook, I didn't see much that I didn't see last year, but I intend to have another look tomorrow.