Friday, November 14, 2008

Berkemah di Pulau Umm Al Quwain (UAQ)

Pada tahun lepas, kami berkelah di Pulau UAQ. Entri di sini.

UAQ adalah salah satu dari tujuh emiriyah di UAE. kedua paling kecil, paling miskin dan paling mundur dari segi pembangunan hartanah. Begitupun, kalau dari lebuhaya Emirates, pelbagai projek sedang dibangunkan.

UAQ masih lagi sebuah kampung nelayan. Dengan pantai yang cantik dan air yang jernih. Pulau-pulau di sekeliling UAQ memang semulajadi, bukan buatan macam di Dubai. Malah UAQ menjadi tempat memancing yang popular dengan ikan-ikan yang cukup banyak.

Sudah ada ramai juga rakyat Malaysia di UAQ yang terlibat dengan projek pembangunan di situ.

Walau macam kampung dari segi standard Dubai, banglo-banglo besar macam istana cukup banyak.

UAQ adalah tempat berlibur hujung minggu buat warga Dubai. Yang terkenal di UAQ ialah Aqua dreamland Park (macam sunway lagoon), tempat lumba kereta dan kedai jual arak yang berharga murah. Sebelum ditutup, kami selalu juga pergi menembak di UAQ shooting club.

Khamis (semalam), anak-anak mengikut dalam tujuh keluarga Malaysia berkemah di pulau yang sama. Antara aktiviti mereka ialah menangkap ketam.

Sewaktu mengambil mereka pagi tadi, sempat berkunjung ke pasar ikan UAQ. Memang murah. Udang besar yang selalunya dalam RM70 sekilo di Malaysia, hanya dalam RM30 sekilo, dan hari ini RM35 sekilo sebab hari minggu.

Umm Al Quwain

A trip to Umm Al Quwain can be compared to a journey back in time. To the more relaxed era before oil transformed much of the UAE.
Umm Al Quwain has a population of just 41,000, which makes it the least populated of the emirates, and it has few of the dazzling sights of many of its neighbours.
Instead, it has a relaxed pace of life that makes it an enjoyable stop for UAE nationals as well as tourists.

The emirate is located on the Arabian Gulf in the north of the UAE and covers 750 square kilometres, which makes it the second smallest of the seven emirates.
It has been ruled by His Highness Shaikh Rashid Bin Ahmad Al Mualla, Member of the Supreme Council and Ruler of Umm Al Quwain, since 1981.
Among the most striking sights in the emirate are the three watchtowers that mark the defensive wall that once protected the old town.
There is a large lagoon skirted by mangrove trees and in the old town a fortress that was once home to the emirate’s ruler before it became a police station and then a museum — a history shared with the fortress of Ajman.
The fortress’s museum includes a collection of weapons and some impressive archaeological remains.
Consistent with its role as an upkeeper of tradition, Umm Al Quwain has an old-fashioned fish market. Near by are the jetties where fishermen can often be seen relaxing and repairing their nets after they have unloaded the day’s catch.
For such a relaxed emirate, it is perhaps surprising that Umm Al Quwain has become a centre for those who enjoy extreme sports.
There is a motor racing scene centred on Emirates Car and Motorcycle Racing Club, which has tracks for drag racing, motocross and autocross racing.
As many as 15,000 people visit the tracks on Friday and Saturday evenings to race. Entry is usually free.
Other high-octane sports that attract adventurers to the emirate include shooting at Umm Al Quwain Shooting Club.
In the past, shooters could try out AK-47s and Uzis, but recent regulations limit shooting to shotguns. Thrill-seekers can also try out skydiving from aeroplanes at Umm Al Quwain Aeroclub.
Families looking for a fun day out can visit Dreamland Aqua Park, which has water rides that thrill parents and children alike.
Travellers keen to spend time outside of Dubai or Abu Dhabi can stop at the popular Umm Al Quwain Beach Hotel.

'The First Billion Is the Hardest'

Reading this book...

Octogenarian T. Boone Pickens may be known primarily now as the billionaire touting alternative energy, but for the former oil man, it's just a small part of his impressive comeback

In his new book, "The First Billion Is the Hardest: Reflections on a Life of Comebacks and America's Energy Future," Pickens highlights his lengthy career and life.
He goes beyond just how he made his fortune and also discusses his painful divorce, bout with depression and financial slowdown.
From top dog to the man many counted out, Pickens has emerged better off than he's ever been.

Blood, Guts, and Feathers
Booneism #1: Don't rush the monkey, and you'll see a better show.
Risk has always been a part of my life. I'm not sure whether I'm drawn to it or it's drawn to me, but at every point in my eighty years, I've been faced with a challenge, and in just about every instance I've taken it. Even my birth was a do-or-die proposition.

My mother went into labor on May 21, 1928. It was a long ordeal, and things weren't going well. The doctor, George Wallace, took my father, Tom, into a small room and closed the door. He had a grave look on his face, and my father immediately spotted a large book on a table. He assumed it was a Bible.
"Your wife has been in labor a long time, and she can't deliver. I'm worried about her. You can save your wife or your baby, but not both," Dr. Wallace said.

My father wasn't an either-or sort of guy. He was a natural-born risk taker and the son of a Methodist preacher. And so when Dr. Wallace, who happened to be a surgeon, told him that it was either my mother, Grace, or me, my father refused to choose. He pleaded with the doctor to try the first Caesarean section in that hospital's history.
"Well, Tom, I've heard about a C-section, but I've never done one," the doctor said. He pointed to the book on the table. "All I've got is a page and a half and one picture in that medical book to go by."
"We're gonna pray, and you're gonna deliver the baby," my father told him.
A short time later, Dr. Wallace came out of the operating room with a broad smile on his face. He had just performed his first Caesarean. The procedure wouldn't be repeated at that hospital for more than twenty-five years. Dr. Wallace was a surgeon-no general practitioner would have ever performed a C-section-and he'd lived in that small town in Oklahoma for just two years. The odds of him being the man that delivered me were slim at best. I've always thought I was the luckiest man alive, and right from the start I proved it.