Hills, Dubai style...

I thought I wasn't jet lagged, but between the long flight and the whole, I can watch ABC shows, I have messed up my sleep schedule. I woke up around 3:00 this morning and finally decided to get out of bed around 4:00 when I realized it was hopeless to try to sleep. Speaking of hopeless, did I mention that the nurse at school told me "I'm sorry, it's hopeless" when I asked her what I could do about the fact that my toe nails are all falling off? Anyways, back to this morning, I decide to go running. While I feel perfectly safe in Dubai, running outside at 4am is probably not the best idea. So, I decide the best option is to head over and do some hill repeats. Where does one do that in Dubai? Mall of Emirates, I tell you, the malls here really do have everything one could ever need. So, as I'm running up and down the ramp to the third level of the parking structure, a little man comes over in his golf cart and starts questioning me. After a few minutes he determines that it isn't safe, I shouldn't really be there and he's never seen me before. I have been doing this for months, anyways, I ask him if I should leave and he says, oh no, go ahead and stay, but if I see you again I'm going to ask my supervisor what I should tell you. Only in Dubai...