Sunday, 20 April 2014

so today I bought a car in Abu Dhabi...

So, I bought a car today. From one hoop to another the seller and I jumped. The process was new, and sometimes seemed upside down compared to what I am used to in Canada, but maybe there is yet another thing for the ‘West’ to learn from the East.

First thing I had to do of course, was check with the bank. This is standard. But the rates are quite different. Here, we have 3 options when looking to get any type of loan in the price range of a used car. Before I left for Malaysia, I wanted to make sure that I started any paperwork for it to be completed when I got back to smooth out the process. It’s not too often when someone at NBAD is particularly helpful…inshalla my luck will stay with me because my banking service has been amazing through this experience. I was told that I could either apply for a car loan (option 1) at an interest rate of 3.5% calculated at a flat rate, or option 2, increase my credit limit with credit interest at about 2.5-2.9% calculated on a declining balance (interest paid each month). As I explained my situation and expectations as to what I was intending to spend, my banker introduced me to their ‘ezcash’ program (option 3) in which a cash advance from your credit card would be directly deposited into your chequing account at a declining interest of 0.8%. This seemed to make the most sense as it allowed me to still use the credit for store purchases as well if needed. The second banker I was sent to gave me a print out of the months I signed up for (18 month plan) with the withdrawals that would be made each month. Having this completed on the spot, I was ready to shop. Family and friends back in Canada are likely to gag over the interest on loan rates…yes?

I thought the next part would be easy. In the UAE, we have a great website called dubizzle.com. You can buy and sell pretty much anything through it, and it’s very popular for cars. I would spend hours going through profiles of cars, and each time I searched, there seemed to be cars I didn’t see before, and I was going to make sure that what I purchased met a few criteria. For about a week, I went through and messaged a good 10-15 car owners about their cars and to get back to me. ONE returned my call, and unfortunately, he was in Al Gharbia (about 2 hours away). I was going to try again, and if no one returned my calls/messages a second time around, we were going on a road trip.

The second dubizzle blitz I did just this past weekend. The cars that I had originally left messages for had all been taken down, so I’m assuming those car owners from before simply didn’t get back to me because they had sold their cars. I found a few I liked, and within ONE hour, the seller of my favourite car out of what was there emailed me. She offered to meet me that evening, and I accepted knowing how fast things go on the site. The car itself was within my budget plan with the bank (and I’m not a negotiator with price, I know…I have to learn that to survive in this country), it was formally ex-pat owned (seller works for Etihad and is from Hungary), 2007 Mazda 3 with less than 60,000 kms on it. All of the servicing had been done at the Mazda garage, and there is even one more servicing still under warranty. Getting into the car for a test drive, you can quickly tell that this was a person who took care of her car.

So, if it’s so great, why is she selling it? She bought a motorcycle. Flying with Etihad, this was her ‘weekend car’ as she spends most of her time in the sky. Those of you who have been to the Carribean/Latin America…the same kind of traffic here. She is my new hero who can handle these roads on a bike.
Now, off to get the car out of her name and into mine. Easy…right? Well…
I was to meet her at 5pm. I was at the bank just down the street and I told her I would be a few minutes late. She said not to worry and that I should find her at ‘Bay 5’. Hmmm…let’s see if I can find this ‘bay 5.’ Knowing where I had to go was nearby the location where I got my licence in the fall, I parked my rental in the area and walked over to where the familiar ADNOC (Abu Dhabi National Oil Company) blue signs were, and sure enough, I found ‘bay 5’.

Picture 5 ramps going into a Speedy or Midas-like oil lube change. Up each ramp (bay area), there were at least 10 cars in each queue. I found the seller along the line and she was frazzled. She gave me her registration card and told me to go inside and get our ‘ticket’ for inspection. I quickly weaved through the 5 lines of cars, got into the building and quickly found my way to the cashier. Coming back, I found a police officer at the drivers’ side talking to the seller. This wasn’t the first time an officer was at the car (hence why she was frazzled). Rules are rules. We were supposed to park first, get the ticket, and then join the queue. After apologizing to the officer (I guess I looked innocent as I was the 1 of us who really didn’t know any better), the ordeal was over. I wondered later that if we were supposed to get out of line to park, not sure how we would have done that in a wall to wall traffic area.

Wait, I thought…she had done this before. I asked her how the inspections go in this country. Once every year, the cars go through inspection to make sure that they are ready and safe for the UAE roads. Seeing about 50 cars get through within 30 minutes, I would say it’s a pretty effective system.  Inspection passed…now we have to get the insurance and registration switched over. Now, here’s the biggest lesson I’ve learned of the night. Even when dealing with government-run institutions such as vehicle insurance, everything is negotiable.

Going just past the licence plate area were what looked like to me, a small sea of office cubicles. Each cubicle representing a different insurance company for your car. Keeping with the same insurance company until at least hers expires in August made the most sense to me. Talking with friends and colleagues I asked and asked…do I need ANYTHING from ADEC (Abu Dhabi Education Council) when I go in to switch the cars over? It was a unanimous ‘no’. I found that you don’t need anything from ADEC (unless you want a discount on your insurance). Our insurance provider first explained to us that since we were going from an Etihad employee to a regular customer, that the insurance would be more expensive. We asked him, OK, but do you have any discounts for ADEC employees? No, he said. He looked at my licence again and asked if I had my licence from Canada with me. I told him I did, but it was at home (why would I carry my drivers’ licence from Canada?) He said that because my UAE licence was less than a year old, I would again, be more expensive unless I had my Canadian licence on me to show him. I did point out that I obviously have my Canadian driver’s licence in the country as it was a prerequisite to obtaining a UAE licence. Fine…rules are rules he said. It can’t be changed.

Not wanting to go back to the flat, I told him I would pay the extra. In the meantime, the seller went to get the car back from the inspection area (we thought we would save time doing paperwork while they looked at it). Talking to the insurance man on my own, he made a comment that I seemed happy with the rates anyways as he knew that Canada’s insurance is much more expensive (vehicle comprehensive insurance here is 1200 AED a year…less than $350CAN). He then asked me again which company I worked for. After telling him ADEC again, he said that yes, there was now a discount. The seller of the car returned and I told her that magically, there is now a discount, but I left the ADEC paperwork in the car. Upon returning, he validated the paperwork that I had given him. And all of a sudden the 355 AED charge I was facing went down to 75AED. We thanked the man and went to the next station to have all of the insurance documents ‘blue stamped’, as nothing is valid without the blue stamp. Impressed with my employment ‘pull’ the seller laughed and said that it had nothing to do with being an employee of ADEC. Wiping everything away but the standard transfer fee was due to being a woman. Hmmm…

Inspection…check. Insurance…check. Now…change of registration. The registration room seemed to be packed, but following the seller across the room I was reminded again, that being a woman in this country can have its perks. Women have their own waiting areas, and in some cases such as this, their own area to be completely served. It didn’t look to busy, but the next hour seemed to drag on. Despite having 6 counters available, only 1 was open. This is a standard practice here. In theory, the system would work great if it was working at full capacity. Despite the waiting time, our time at the counter would be 10 minutes or less.
For those of you back home, imagine your inspection, insurance company, and place of registration all in the same place? Licence issuing just down the street. Having the inspection being mandatory before selling your car also gives the buyer a better feeling as well. This process may have taken up my entire evening, but when you go through government services, I find is where a lot of learning takes place about the country that you are living in. The next time I’m at an OHIP office or the 8th floor of the Standard Life building at King and Bay (Hamiltonian Canadian passport holders will know what I’m talking about), I will have extra empathy for those who might be new residents.  


Thank you to those friends here in the UAE giving me tips and advice on the purchase of the car. For those of you that would like any assistance from me, just let me knowJ

Monday, 7 April 2014

Malaysia...

It’s that time again, another blog waiting to pour out of me!

For years, I’ve kept a journal…quite a different experience when you’re blogging. It’s as if you finally have permission to share your thoughts in a public forum. Living abroad takes credit for this one…I want to share all of my experiences with my loved ones back home.

As you know, this spring break I was able to travel to Malaysia and Singapore with some of the ‘group 5 family’. An experience like this one doesn’t really ‘kick in’ until you return. I recall being in awe and in the moment…but coming back, you really ask yourself, “did we just do that?” We sure did.

About to take off from Abu Dhabi in the early morning on March 29th, we were given the terrible news that we would be bumped to the next flight available. I’ve seen overbookings before, but this is the first one I have been a victim of. It’s an awful thought to know your flight is leaving without you, and there is nothing you can do. To help make things up to us, our airline, Etihad, had given us a brief stay at the Crowne Plaza Hotel on Yas Island. They’ve also given us a voucher to upgrade on another one of their flights…I’ll be coming back home to Canada in July in comfort J Disappointed…we changed our attitudes and became convinced that we were held back for a reason and it would only come to our advantage. Before we left Abu Dhabi, we got them to change our flight so that we could stay an extra day…after all, we were about to miss a day because of their mistake.

For the rest of the trip, I really need the assistance of all of the pictures we took. It is a blur of tastes, sights, and the many walks and bus trips we took. I would like to consider myself a person with a passion for history. I won’t likely be able to spout out facts and dates for you. But what I can say is that I can put my feet down in an historic site, take a deep breath, and almost be able to feel the footsteps of civilizations past. The 300+ steps that we took into the Batu Caves in Kuala Lumpur almost did me in…but I loved it. Walking up there we were in awe of the sacredness of the Hindu temples almost in hiding…in complete serenity. Only now unfortunately I feel a little spoiled by tourism. You will find the gift shops and refreshments at the foot of the stairs as well as inside the caves, but are quickly taken back to nature with the wild monkeys roaming the area searching for coconut pieces and other treasures they might find from the workers and tourists. Oh, how do they get the refreshments up those stairs you might ask? I thought it was hard enough making it up those stairs on my own. Watching a Malaysian worker going up with 3 cases of water on his head…I couldn’t imagine how that would feel!

One of the other experiences I could literally feel footprints of civilizations past was when we took a trip a few hours outside of Kuala Lumpur to the quaint city of Melacca (also Melaka, Melaqa). There, we were able to see Dutch, British, and Portuguese influences throughout this busy but small area. The pirate ship on display was able to be discovered. Inside, you would be able to find a diorama of trading pirates as well as weapons and coins on display. Within the ship, you can hear the creaks of the stairs underneath your feet as well as see the latch doors that would unhook and unfold in the days of trade.

In retrospect, the country of Malaysia is literally seeping with history for those who want to discover it. Canadian by birth, I was struck by the similarity of government as Malaysia too, is part of the British Commonwealth. Prime Ministers and Kings of the past and present decorate their walls and denominations of the Malaysian Ringgit.

As our trip was delayed, we were determined to make up for lost time. A special thanks to one of our group members, for this and everything else she’s done! She was able to contact our travel agent back in Abu Dhabi who worked out a package that would allow us to stay one extra night…in Singapore. Transportation, tours, and hotel included…it was about $200 extra. How amazing is that? Back in the van, our driver took us to the 5 hour away destination. There is a stark difference between Malaysia and Singapore, but both worth a visit for you to discover. I want to go back to both places.

People have commented to me, “this looks like a trip of a lifetime!” Looking back, this is my 3rd so-called trip of a lifetime, and I intend on having more. Throughout the break you can see on my Facebook newsfeed pictures from around the world from fellow ADEC teachers. We are so fortunate to be in a place where we are able to travel so easily to parts of the world we never thought we would go from North America. Living abroad, and now travelling abroad with Abu Dhabi family members…it makes you appreciate family and friends from home more than I ever thought possible.


Discovering new countries, new people, new climates, new foods, new streets, and new ways of doing things…is unforgettable and indescribable in any way that would do it justice. I challenge each and every one of you to find a new place within the next little while. For those of you restricted by time or area…find something new within your ‘backyard’. For those of you with passports, at least one new stamp before your expiry date. For those of you with passports and NOT restricted with a teaching schedule…you have no excuse! You are the limited few who can go anywhere on a cheap budget! If you are interested in Abu Dhabi…we’ll work it out. If I can help you put a few more stamps on that passport, I’m here for you J Wouldn’t you rather experience it for yourself then try to imagine it through my blogs? Go for it.