Everyday, I travel on the Dubai Metro to work. Before my phone had an internet connection, I used to watch the different kinds of people who got on and off the train. I've always loved people watching, and I adore public transport because it allows me to do this. In a place like Dubai, you see people from all over the world, and hear interesting conversations. After I got a smartphone, I've noticed that my people watching has become almost non-existent. I miss it. So I've decided to incentivise not looking at my phone during my daily commute. Everyday, I am going to look for interesting looking people on the train and commit them to memory. What they're wearing, what they look like, what they're doing, etc. At the end of the day, I am going to draw them from memory. I don't know how long this exercise is going to last, but I certainly hope I have the self control to continue with it.
I saw this young African woman last Friday. My memory fails me a little because it was a while ago, so some of the details are filled in. It's a bit more impressionist than what my brief set out. What I remember of her is the bright pink pants she was wearing and her top which was a blur of pattern and colour.
This sartorially adventurous young Arab man had on the most interesting looking shoes I've seen in a while. They were Adidas, and furled on the soles like some strange but pretty sea creature. He had paired these neon orange shoes with green shorts and a green tshirt to full effect.
I saw this sharply dressed, ponytailed Filipino man during my morning ride. He had his back so straight, but with an elegant arch that you could tell was always there. His arms folded, and he had on a striped white and blue shirt with black pants and shiny black shoes.
I saw this particular gentleman at a train station, and not on the train. He was impossibly tall, and carrying two tall pot plants that made him look even taller. There was something very ent-like about him. And he looked like Jesus.