Garfield (yes the fat, lazy, lasagna-loving orange cartoon cat) always used to put the cute, little gray kitten, named Nermal into a big old cardboard box with holes punched into it. And mail him to Abu Dhabi.
So I always wondered where on earth that was.
Until now. I drove to Abu Dhabi and back today. Quite a smooth ride, were it not for the fog that obliterated stretches of road. And oh yes, people don't deem it necessary to switch on their headlights. The thrill-factor is right up there with being on a rollercoaster with no safety bar.
Anyway, so I went to visit my friend, Dave who was in turn, visiting Abu Dhabi for the weekend. Now Abu Dhabi is the capital of the UAE, and has a lovely, big palace.
But doesn't see much action on a Friday, which is the holy day here. So we proceeded to drive up and down the length of the city, seemingly trying to find Nermal.
I headed back to Dubai just after 3, since I was going to an Arno Carstens concert in the evening. Supporting SA music! The funniest thing happened before the start of the concert. A guy came up to me asking me if a) my name was Lezanne and b) if I attended Suid-Natal High (in Port Shepstone). What are the chances really?
So I didn't recognise him at all, but turns out that it was Ernst van der Poll, who took my best friend to the matric dance. I was having flash-backs of my school days, long after the show ended! The show was fantastic, by the way.
So on the question of finding Nermal. Not yet. But I intend to keep looking.
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