Well well well, I did it. I survived 6 months in Dubai. Does time fly or what!?! In light of the what I would like to call a celebration, I decided to interview myself for you… And share some photo’s throughout my journey.
So, on the way back from Portugal we had a layover in Amsterdam that allowed us to explore the town. We took advantage of this because it was the weekend in Dubai so we wouldn’t be missing anything back at home base.
I have to admit, I can’t say I knew where Portugal was prior to going. American education perhaps? Or just me focusing on keeping my eyes open through geography class? Who knows.
I saved my life. More like my hair’s life. I have super long, thick, blonde hair that has been severely neglected since my move to Dubai.
Well the time has come, and it felt SO much faster than I thought it would. Juliana went back to the States.
I have felt so proud to be from the United States and love our American dream motto, but I realized there is a small portion of this middle eastern culture that I am jealous of.
Once upon a time, there was a Miracle Garden that grew in Dubai.
I have experienced multiple people try to cunningly sneak in front of a long line right in front of me, stinginess with cabana umbrellas even though the group had two and the resort was short in supply among multiple pushes and budges simply walking around in the mall.
I asked Juliana to write a blog post for me. I wanted to show someone else’s perspective of this amazing place.. So over and out Katie: Jules taking over!
BUT I ran out. I literally grabbed my purse and ran out of the office.
At one point, I had 5 interviews scheduled the same day… I felt like a robot. Same questions over and over and over. Same answers over and over.
I told myself before I moved out of the United States that I wouldn’t blog about my dog, Bernice, until I could write that she was with me. I would put a photo of us happy and together
