Ziek, zwak en misselijk
...literally translates as sick, weak and nauseous (Dutch) but really just means I am feeling shi*e! I'm feeling all the more shi*e because I am in Dubai, a place I never really minded visiting much before the ban, but a place I hate coming now. Mainly because of the travel restrictions, which means getting to Heathrow is quicker, but also because of a strong sense of empathy and adopted patriotism for my beloved Qatar and the hypocrisy of this whole GCC mess!
Although I never minded visiting before; I was always happy to leave. I have some good friends here and some great clients. I've also spent many an enjoyable weekend here, shopping, partying, and doing fun stuff with NJ. I'm not a Dubai girl. I hate tourists for a start and there's something very pretentious about Dubai. I know, I know, pot calling the kettle black living in Doha, but there's an underlying village feel to Doha and it just feels a little more real to me, at least the expat part of Qatar does. I find Doha gentler and just nicer. It's just my opinion.
Anyway, I won't die, at least I hope not for many years. I have a horrible cold, maybe a slight fever as I'm really cold and it's close to 40 degrees centigrade outside; much cooler in the office obviously, I keep nipping outside for a warm up. It's times like this when I hate being alone, literally (there's no one but me in the office) and on a wider scale, there's no one calling me to tell me to look after myself or send me virtual hugs, although NJ's hugs are becoming bigger and stronger by the day :-). I have Panadol daytime and Panadol night pills; Panadol cold and flu sachets, Berocca effervescent vitamins, multivitamins and tissues. Feeling a little sorry for myself, I don't do being ill very well, I don't have time for it either.
I was supposed to go to a spin class with my friend later, I'm taking a rain check I don't think my jelly legs could turn the wheel, even on the lightest setting today. It will be room service and a book and an early night for me. I have a client dinner tomorrow night and meeting my friend the night after, hopefully I will be back home on Thursday, paperwork pending.
This is my last 'free time for myself' week for the next two years, my MBA starts next week. Starting to get slightly concerned how I'm going to fit it all in, but if I add up my Facebook/Twitter/Instagram hours over the week, I'm sure I can manage. The secret is to avoid procrastination, the thing I'm so utterly competent at, and start enjoying beans on toast (due to payment of said MBA).
lots of love xxx
Although I never minded visiting before; I was always happy to leave. I have some good friends here and some great clients. I've also spent many an enjoyable weekend here, shopping, partying, and doing fun stuff with NJ. I'm not a Dubai girl. I hate tourists for a start and there's something very pretentious about Dubai. I know, I know, pot calling the kettle black living in Doha, but there's an underlying village feel to Doha and it just feels a little more real to me, at least the expat part of Qatar does. I find Doha gentler and just nicer. It's just my opinion.
Anyway, I won't die, at least I hope not for many years. I have a horrible cold, maybe a slight fever as I'm really cold and it's close to 40 degrees centigrade outside; much cooler in the office obviously, I keep nipping outside for a warm up. It's times like this when I hate being alone, literally (there's no one but me in the office) and on a wider scale, there's no one calling me to tell me to look after myself or send me virtual hugs, although NJ's hugs are becoming bigger and stronger by the day :-). I have Panadol daytime and Panadol night pills; Panadol cold and flu sachets, Berocca effervescent vitamins, multivitamins and tissues. Feeling a little sorry for myself, I don't do being ill very well, I don't have time for it either.
I was supposed to go to a spin class with my friend later, I'm taking a rain check I don't think my jelly legs could turn the wheel, even on the lightest setting today. It will be room service and a book and an early night for me. I have a client dinner tomorrow night and meeting my friend the night after, hopefully I will be back home on Thursday, paperwork pending.
This is my last 'free time for myself' week for the next two years, my MBA starts next week. Starting to get slightly concerned how I'm going to fit it all in, but if I add up my Facebook/Twitter/Instagram hours over the week, I'm sure I can manage. The secret is to avoid procrastination, the thing I'm so utterly competent at, and start enjoying beans on toast (due to payment of said MBA).
lots of love xxx
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