Medvedik goes on a boat trip in Oman

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One day browsing through Facebook page I came over a group of people who were planning a trip to the northern part of Oman also known as Musandam, and enrolled myself to be a part of their group since I am a cool polar bear and have my own Facebook page as well.

On a warm (around 37 degrees) Friday morning, I climbed to the luggage bag and slept comfortably in someone’s clothes for 3 hours before reaching the very fishy smelling harbour in Oman. This country indeed looks more middle eastern than Dubai does. Particularly, you won’t see any skyscrapers, but mountains instead. The mountains have absolutely no trees or bushes on them, but a lot of goats jumping around. Unclear what those poor goat eat. Or perhaps they have already eaten everything – this is why there is nothing left.

I embarked on the boat excited about the trip. The sun was shining and the captain seemed friendly. I was chilling on the front of the boat with a lot of nice people who were enjoying their drinks, while I was enjoying the fishy smell.

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In Oman fjords it is possible to see dolphins swimming around at certain times of the year, but sadly this time we could only smell them, but they were nowhere to be seen.

As the day went by, it was getting hotter and hotter and my nose started to be a little bit sunburnt. Luckily the friendly captain employed a very friendly crew, who was taking a speedboat every couple of hours to bring ice to our luxury boat. I decided to jump on the opportunity of comfortably spending an afternoon in a friendly environment… and to be honest just got out when the stars were high in the sky.

The rest of our group was enjoying the wedding music on a small island called the Telegraph island, while I was trying to have an intelligent conversation with a group of Portuguese people about the advantages of seeing the stars against advantages of seeing Burj Khalifa from 90 kilometres away… at which point a couple of overly happy French people arrived and claimed that they can actually see Burj Khalifa from right there where they are standing.

I remember how bright were the stars from my home in the Arctic. It is something quite of a view that now drilling guys from Shell are enjoying, instead of us… polar bears. The sparkling stars over the dark waters of Oman reminded me of long lost home. But these days, I am not the only one who has left his home in search of a better future in new lands. My friends, I just want to ask you to help everyone who is in need today because tomorrow it could be that you would find your home with your stars taken away by wars or by the nasty drilling guys. And when everyone is at peace, perhaps then the dolphins will show up… because they are happy creatures and don’t like negative energy.

Medvedik is a social light

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How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world (c)William Shakespeare

So spread the beary love and do the good deeds my fluffy friends.

Medvedik visits Botanical Garden

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Hello, dear friends!

It is time for us to have a little bit of entertainment and to go on a road trip with Medvedik, who grew kind of impatient by just staying in the peaceful hotel all the time.

I picked up the colourful travel book and browsed through looking for places of interest to visit in Mauritius.  “Need to explore something green with lots of fresh air”, I thought, unwilling to come back to the land of baking sun and occasional bushes. Botanical garden sounds like a great idea then!

I asked around to find out who is willing to join my adventures, but apart from the greedy for money driver, I couldn’t find anyone who would want to go see the exotic collection of trees from all over the world. I hesitated a bit for taking a cab, the garden seemed to be close enough, so I rented a bike instead. This made me feel a much better ecologically conscious bear, although the bike was quite squeaky.

At the gates of the garden there was a guide waiting for me. In fact, the guide was not exactly waiting for me, but he was so happy to see a visitor, that I could not say no to him.

The excursion started with a story about the gates, which were delivered to this botanical garden from … but I got already allured by a massive Baobab at the entrance of the garden. I had never seen anything as thick and impressive in my life. Well, icebergs are quite impressive too, and it would be the coolest thing in the world to see a baobab on an iceberg, I thought. Of course, the first thing I attempted to do after seeing such a massive product of Mother Nature was to climb it. In the beginning it went really well, but then I saw an enormous spider, occupying one of the gigantic tree branches. It gave me such a fright that I immediately fell off and landed right in front of the tour guide, who continued his never-ending story about trees and bushes.

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The garden was fantastic, filled in with all kind of fresh smells and lovely-looking plants. I had really good fun playing in the alleys and trying to cross the channel in Victoria Amazonica leaf, playing with the lotus flower, swinging here and forth on the lianas.

Right at the exit of the garden, I saw a beautiful deer.

–       Hi, deer! – said Medvedik. – Would you like to make a new friend and maybe go have a cup of green tea somewhere around?

–       Hello, Little Bear, – the deer answered lazily. – To be honest, I am very well here with my pals, enjoying some fresh grass, but you can leave your business card and I will call you later. Maybe.

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I didn’t have a business card as well as I didn’t have any business. I left the garden, found my bike parked on the side, and left in the direction of the hotel, contemplating about the type of beary business that I could start in order to be able to leave business cards and make friends with deer and other animals.

Medvedik goes snorkeling

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Everyone needs to go on holidays from time to time. That was what I thought when I saw the fabulous advertisement of the tropical island in a magazine tucked under my front door. I dialed the number, booked a hotel room and an early morning flight. I packed my beach towel and a bottle of sun block, and sailed off for holidays the next day.

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I was lucky enough to get a front seat in the plane that promised enough leg room, but was not lucky enough, since I got a neighbour, who was the size of elefant and took all the available space. I figured out that the guy must have been a heavy-weight lifter or a champion in burger eating, so it was only the logical choice to try to stay calm and enjoy the flight in a sleeping mode.

As the bird made of steel started to descend, I opened the curtain and saw the beautiful island, covered with white soft clouds. I wished I could just jump out of the plane at that very moment and play in the alluring clouds. Not long after that I was already on the ground surrounded by the humid air full of tropical smells. I made my way to the small cozy hotel, dropped my luggage and ran down to the gigantic pool wasting no time. 

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The water was clear and refreshing. I was swimming profoundly on my back, when I noticed a fisherman-looking guy promoting something to the people chilling around the pool. I climbed out and asked if I could join the adventure that everyone else was going to. A moment later I found myself on a sailing boat with the glass bottom, going up and down with the current, making me feel queasy. The boat stopped on the border of the coral reef and all the attendees put on snorkeling masks and jumped off the boat. I approached the skipper and asked him nonchalantly if he had any masks available for polar bears, but for some reason the brown-skinned guy looked back at me as if I was out of my mind.

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Never mind, – thought Medvedik, and jumped off bravely, surrendering his body to the waves.

What I saw under water was exceeding any of my expectations. There was a lot of fish. Right there, in front of my eyes. I started rowing in its direction, expecting to have a good snack along with the sea adventure. It was so close, but every time I tried to close my canine teeth on the good-looking fat fish, it got away. I returned to the boat all wet and frustrated. I could not believe that I didn’t catch a single fish today and made a point to train myself better, so that I would be less clumsy next time.
As soon as I returned to the stable ground, I went to the restaurant and ordered a big dorade for dinner.

At least you can’t get away from me, Medvedik thought, deboning the fish. In the end I win!

I went to bed happy that night, seeing dreams of alluring fishes dancing around me in gangham style.

parlez-vous polar bear?

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Medvedik quite enjoyed his vacations in France. What not to enjoy? Plenty of croissants, oysters and funny -r- sounds in French language.

He took long walks along the Seine looking with disgust at the occasional dead fish on the bank of the river. Medvedik preferred good healthy fish of the Arctic… which he thought will not be as healthy and tasty anymore thanks to Shell and Gazprom with their massive drilling programs.

Medvedik liked the feeling of the old stone streets. It made him realize how fragile his homeland was. It could just melt and turn into water. Nothing will happen to streets like those. But to be frank he admitted that he wouldn’t enjoy living in a stone land either.

His nose cought a smell of pastry and his paws turned coordinately to the cafe with fresh croissants and hot coffee. Well,  in the end, Medvedik thought,  nobody’s serving you coffees in the Arctic, so c’est pas mal du tout ici.Image

Medvedik on vacations

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Medvedik took a little break from his daily routine and travelled to France.

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He made a mistake of choosing the low-cost airline, which was not so low-cost, by the way.

He had to arrive to the airport pretty early, and the airport to take the flight was located 50 kms from the city, so he was sleepy and grumpy. The service girl told him that his bag was 2 cm’s wider than by standards of their cabin luggage and he had to drop it, paying 50 EUR for a piece of luggage. It made him quite angry but he decided to be cool. He went through the customs without much problems, but in the waiting zone there was no place for him to seat. He thought that some standing would only do him good since he was going to fly for a couple of hours in a sitting position… then he looked at the line waiting to get to the plane (1.5 hours before boarding) and he thought… well, if I get any seat in this strange plane.

He had to fight with other people to get in the plane, but he eventually found a seat and fastened his seatbelt around his white belly. As he prepared to take off, he felt that he was getting a little hungry. He had a can of sardines in his bag, but as soon as he tried to get it out the flight attendant appeared out of nowhere and told him that he could only eat things sold on board. In case he failed to comply with the rules, he would be fined EUR 50.

Oh my god, though Medvedik. This is a nightmare! He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. But the notifications and announcement were so loud and pronounced every 2 minutes… Never again, just never again. He looked at the ground disappearing in the clouds, wishing he could just jump out and stay on the comfy and soft cloud.

Medvedik does visa run

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Everyone who arrives to Dubai with an intention to stay, apart from the GCC region residents, needs to do visa runs from time to time. Medvedik was surprised that this  rule applied to his humble person too, but the laws are for everyone, even polar bears. So he went to buy a ticket to the closest destination, which was Muscat, Oman, and went to Dubai International Airport, Terminal two to catch his plane.

Airports are always fascinating. There are so many people. Many people meet, many people part. There are smiles and tears, laughter and sighs. But there are no many polar bears. Medvedik thought that probably even in Oslo airport you would not see a lot of polar bears.

It was late at night, so Medvedik was quite sleepy. He dropped by Costa Coffee to grab a cappuccino and kill some time. He took a seat next to some sportsman from Georgia,who was snoring very loudly. Medvedik was sipping his coffee, looking at all the people running around with their suitcases. The automatic voice was inviting random people to go to certain gates. Suddenly he heard Mr Medvedik Polarbear invitation to a gate number 2. He rushed to the gate and jumped in the bus.

The plane was new and clean and that made Medvedik very happy. Of course he would be happier to make the whole trip by bicycle, but riding 250 kms by bicycle was not the easiest task to fulfill. Medvedik had no neighbours, so he could jump from one seat to another. He found it quite entertaining, but the stewardess came up to him and asked him to stay in one seat and fasten his seat belt because the plane was about to take off. Medvedik chose the seat next to the window and looked out the window, observing the planes taking off and landing.

Medvedik noticed that there were TV’s built in the seats in front. How cool, he thought. Then he watched a cartoon explaining how to behave on board, which he found quite hilarious, because it portrayed Arabic people in a very genuine  way. After it finished, Medvedik realized that he actually can choose a program or a movie to watch. He picked a documentary about animal rescuers in Africa and dissolved into the prairies.

His flight went fine. It took only fifteen minutes to get out of the plane and get back to the same plane. He was back to Dubai in 40 minutes. The same terminal, the same air.

Medvedik was really tempted to take a ride on the baggage belt, but the gloomy policeman look made him realize he’d better behave. Medvedik dropped by Duty Free shop to see if he can meet his fellow schleich polar bears there, but there was mostly alcohol, cigarettes and make up. Medvedik spotted the promotion sign, saying that he can win 1 000 000 if he shops at Dubai Duty free. Stupid to lose such a chance! Medvedik got a bottle of Moet champagne. A bottle of champagne would always be useful to keep at home 😉

Tired, but happy that it’s over, he caught a taxi and went home.

Medvedik rides Dubai metro

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One day Medvedik decided to be eco-friendly and try Dubai metro. He heard from some of his friends that it was super awesome and easy, it was clean and inviting, fast and there was no driver. The first question he had in his head was: “But what if I get stuck in the doors?” He decided to be extra attentive for this not to happen to him.

So, he entered the air-conditioned vestibule of the station and looked around. There were steps running up and there was an elevator. Medvedik paused, thinking what to choose. He felt flabbergasted by these modern technologies, remembering just  how easy it was running up and down the snow slops in the North Pole. He decided to go up the normal stairs, although some Indian woman gave him a look full of despise, as if it was wrong to run up the steps. The next thing Medvedik saw was a running carpet.

That is one hell of a technology-pumped country, Medvedik thought. It’s just a patch of a hundred metres long. How come people became so lazy that they can’t walk a little bit to get to the metro train, where they would put their fifth dimension (meaning the soft one) in the comfortable seat?

The metro was not crowded at all and Medvedik took a second to look out of a big window to see all those, who were not as eco-friendly, and were rushing down the Sheikh Zayed Road in their usual way.

He found an entrance to the metro station and greeted a gloomy policeman, who was wearing a funny hat. Medvedik saw a small shop on the station and was about to buy a Donut, when he saw that it was forbidden to eat in the metro. He turned around, crossed the tourniquet and stopped at the metro map. There were only two lines – green and red. It was indeed not too complicated. Medvedik had to give way to a lost woman covered in black. She looked confused and bemused at the same time. When he asked her if he could help, she turned around and ran away.

Medvedik went up the stairs again, listening the announcements in English and Arabic. He decided to go see Burj Khalifa, the tallest building in the world, so he needed to ride Rashidia destination. The station was quiet and clean. The screen said that Medvedik had to wait three minutes for his train to arrive. “It’s quite convenient,” he thought. He could see the train coming from the previous station through the big window in the station. It was blue, shiny in the sun and looking like a big fast snake.

Medvedik rushed to the door and got inside. It was very clean and quite nice cabin. He wanted to greet the passengers, but they were not looking at him. The train started and Medvedik lost his balance and almost fell in the women’s cabin, but the very serious cabin security told him to get out, because he was of the wrong gender. Medvedik returned to the common wagon and stood next to the window. The train was running fast and smoothly. It almost made no sound. Medvedik thought that it’s quite a pleasant way to travel around the city.

At one point Medvedik even got the seat, but he gave it to the pregnant lady one station later.

It was nice and cool in the metro, at some point Medvedik even got cold, so he moved closer to the door. He looked at all the passengers, anticipating someone will get stuck in the doors, but no one did. He was quite disappointed to admit that his friends were right and it was not quite possible. He was thinking that it would be lovely to have this train running from one end of the North Pole to the other, so that the Polar Bears don’t have to walk long distances in search for food, but would just hope on a train and ride to the coast, having a nice chat along the way. Yeah, that would be lovely, thought Medvedik, looking at the patches of constructions in between the villas and skyscrapers. The North Pole was so far away from him at that moment…