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The other side

I have to be honest. The free zone concept is what allured me to Dubai. To think that there are places in the world where there is no direct tax on its people and companies; who wouldn’t be enticed? After all, wasn’t it Benjamin Franklin who said, “Nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes”?

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Slipping through security

Those in the GCC surely will remember February’s internet blackout. Employees were sent home from work, as communication within the region grinded to a halt. The official explanation? Korean and Iraqi registered ships dropped anchor. Right on top of the cable! Accidentally, of course. Can anyone tell me the

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Going for the girls

I started researching this month’s feature on women in logistics looking for drama. I wanted stories of sexual harassment, gender discrimination and glass ceilings. I wanted to blow the cover on an industry phenomenon I was sure existed. But I found nothing.

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Who cares?

I need to buy a car. I have been looking for months, and still can’t decide which model to go for. Do I purchase the tiny Peugot… or the monstrous Prado? My conscience tells me I should go for the small car to save gas and reduce my carbon footprint. But i just don’t care enough. I want to drive down Shaikh Zayed Road sitting four feet above ground. I want to feel powerful when I roll up to the hotel valet. And, when the parking lot is full, I want to drive on the curb and park wherever I like.

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Wash your cabbage

Our photographer Manuel and I traveled to Oman to visit Sohar Port on one of the windiest days of the year. On the way back, on the two-lane highway to Dubai, we waited to pass a large truck, which was taking up most of the road. The lorry was carrying large green cabbages, stacked nearly to the top of the fenced-in bed, which was open at the top.

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Only the best

I have a confession. I cut in line at the Dubai Airshow, twice. The first time, I slipped past an irate journalist who was spitting all over the media pass window as he screamed, “I’ve been waiting for two hours!” The second time, thanks to Dubai traffic, I was late for my date with the Hercules A6-MAX. A gentleman security guard was kind enough to usher me through the security line and I made it to the Maximus booth on time.

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Disaster zone

On my first day, in fact my first hour, at LOG.Middle East I spilled a glass of water all over my brand new computer keyboard. Since then I have managed to supply DVV Media with a trail of disasters, from deleting the audio recording of a very important interview to booking my trip to Bahrain on dates when every hotel room in Manama was full.

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