In the afternoon, I went to the city museum, the covered bazaar and to Dubai creek. None of them struck me as especially worthwhile. Still, I had good Indian food, and smoking a sheesha while watching the boats was rather nice. Weather is approaching 40c, and it is hot and sticky.Looks like I may have a chance to do some contract work when I get home. One of the opportunities has to do with Java programming. I am very tempted in so far as I really want to become a proficient Java programmer, on the other hand, my experience with Java is so small as to be insignificant. Still, I know the theory (I have been studying Java for a long time) and I know some C# which is Java under a different name (and a different API). Maybe it is the time to jump? I did buy myself a summer suit for my job hunting. Some people I know will make fun of me because of its color (very light yellow), but I don't care. I just hope I don't look like a televangelist in it (for some reason they always wear impeccable suits in funky colors).
This is my diary. My name is Lev and I work in Kabul for a non-governmental organization (dacaar.org).