July 23rd, 1989
Hilton Hotel, Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates
It’s unbearably hot (today’s high was 122°F) and I’ve gone beyond wilting. The thing I dislike the most about it is how restricting it is.
Kimberly and I met bright and early just like we would elsewhere in the world but what we didn’t take into account was the oven we stepped into the second we left the beautiful, air conditioned hotel lobby.
We’d planned on taking the shuttle from the hotel to the shops, but just being outside for a few minutes was enough to make us change our minds. We ran back into the lobby and have been in the hotel ever since!
Several of our crew went bowling tonight but I wasn’t in the mood and neither was Kimberly so she came to my room. We had a mega chat, mostly about men and love. Quelle surprise! She cracked up laughing when I told her I slipped a note with my name and address in Mr. LA’s jacket pocket!