I've been in Dubai a month and a day now. It's been full of activity for the most part - three birthdays, going to random restaurants for sheesha, millions of trips to the hospital for various reasons, a bit of alcohol, films, saccharine sachet coffee, sleepovers and oh, driving around only in the neighborhood because I'm not allowed to drive in proper traffic..
I'm still worrying about stuff I should be doing e.g. getting Desi Soc ready for the new academic year, writing Skills notes about neurological conditions, congratulating relatives for the new baby in their lives, learning to speak better Arabic and more. Honestly, life is so difficult in the summer holidays.
A couple of my friends from Newcastle stopping in Dubai for a bit starting Tuesday. I think my sister's more excited about their coming than I am.
Speaking of which, my cousin sisters have left Dubai to spend their summer vacation in India. So has their mum, my aunty. Feeling slightly confused and lost without them.
This is an obligatory post. More coming later
Cat on my brother's bedroom window sill. Is it a nap? Is it a sunstroke? Who knows..