The road in front of the Hotel is a six by six lane highway, with a sideroad of two lanes right in front of the hotel. When I left for the airport at midnight on Thursday the whole place was packed with people and cars. You could see that the city was alive with people on their way to party... searching for purpose in their lives.
When we came back from the desert this afternoon, we passed a kilometers long queue of tanker trucks waiting to enter a gate - hundreds if not thousands of trucks. "Oil?" we asked our driver. "Sewerage" he answered.
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