Fearless Florence and the Car Chase

Kuwait offers so much to the adventurer........ heat , sand, shopping, Arabian Gulf...
Florence has emerged into her space and  what an emergence!
The first part was coming into the Kuwait airport where the delivery of luggage to the waiting recipients can be a questionable exercise. When I arrived so did half of the world's population, all at the same time.... all suitably agitated and impatient.
In Melbourne airport, luggage comes out pretty quickly.. and the carousels are a good size so there is standing room......
One and a half hours later, after much stopping and starting, I finally got my suitcase. Combine my general level of patience with a forty degree heat plus thousands of hot sweaty bodies....... lovely image, yes?
Cab and back to H5 ..... and was great to have a small reception committee of one!
Takes a while to get back into things when there  has been an 8 hour time difference so the past few days have been kind of vague and sleepless.
Just when I thought life could not be any more exciting, we went shopping. The usual thousands parading The Avenues, with gold and glitter enhancing the consumer experience.....
When leaving , a cabbie stopped and we hopped in... just to give this a context, cab parking and picking up is very regulated here and each must be in the right spot . Neither, of us paid too much attention to that..
The car began to leave  when suddenly my side door was wrenched open- seemed like someone else wanted this cab too. There was much shouting and the cabbie sped up - the man at the door was thrown to the the side and we felt a huge thump... turning round we saw him rolling on the road. Meanwhile the cabbie had panicked and went faster... dodging other cars, almost colliding. My friend meanwhile realised that it wasn't just a person that this guy had rolled- it was a policeman.
Well- felt like one of those car chases in the movies- my response to heightened threat is to holler but at least one person kept their head. While I shouted at the driver to pull over, Lee took photos of the ID of the cabbie.... dodging cars we were, almost colliding...... finally this guy pulled over and we immediatly leapt out..... Hell, we had been in a car that had run over a policeman!!!!!
Then comes the police car.... my hero flagged him down and showed him the ID pic..... I was reluctant but it was best. The policeman who was driving was actually the one we thought had been eliminated on the road so he was OK..... very grateful that Lee could give him all the information ...
That was that- then back home to marvel at our extreme luck in picking the wrong driver but thankful that the policeman was alive and angry.
I wonder what happened to the cabbie- probably wont be driving for a while....
Ah Kuwait , you really turned it on!