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Some arabic I have learnt...
Pronounced: Al a bora butagaluc / Translation: The doors are closing

I can hardly believe it, but it's coming up for our 1 month mark in Dubai already and as you can see I am already fluent in arabic! :)
(I have heard this practically every day, and about 100 times a day on my numerous metro adventures...)

It's been an interesting month and I can honestly say that my first impressions about the culture and their treatment of woman has changed. I think my first experiences were just unlucky as since then I have noticed the treatment of woman in a positive light...while they still not quite equal, they definitely are looked after. There are mixed carriages on the metro, but then there are also woman only carriages, the front of the buses are only for woman or families, there are woman only taxis and woman only queues at the supermarket. When I went to get my visitors visa extended, there was a woman's only entrance at the typing office, where regardless of how many men were already waiting to be served, when I walked in I was served first...I could definitely get used to this.


My view of the queing system remains the same however...there is none...people just push their way onto the metro, instead of standing to the side to let those off first. People push in, in queues and get served first...and somehow this is OK. I clearly am going to need to learn to be just a bit more pushy!

The month itself has been filled with all sorts of things, mainly me looking for a place to stay, furniture, cars and a couple of dinners out here and there. There are special offers on all the time...and in fact most of January and February is actually the Dubai Shopping Festival, when everywhere has sales and specials...and thank goodness for these specials as contrary to popular belief this place is EXPENSIVE! The first special we made use of was for our first dinner out...I chose the Movenpick Hotel, where there was a buffet starter, and a choice of either lobster or steak for mains, with a further buffet selection of desserts and cheeses and wines all for a reasonable price. I of course chose the lobster and Mark chose the steak. After dinner we joined Carol and her Emirates colleagues at a club for a bit of dancing.




What amazed me here was that there is no smoking ban in the clubs. Smoking here seems to be very acceptable...yet most of the the restaurants don't have liquer licences (apart from hotels). Cigarette cartons are available for sale in supermarkets, yet no alchohol is available to be bought in the supermarkets - not to mention the consumption of alchohol in your own home requires you to have a liquor licence, yet somehow you are still able to bring in 4 litres when you arrive at the airport?



I have come to realise that Dubai pretty much has a bit of everything...South African products in the shops (Mark has already found a South African place in the Mall of Emirates that sells the most divinest biltong and droe wors for a lot cheaper than it was in London), UK shops (H&M, New Look, Waitrose etc), American shops (Forever 21, Banana Republic etc) and I'm sure many other countries goods too. Their main originality (well to me anyway) comes in with their Emirati traditional dress and of course their religious prayers being broadcast throughout the day (although I'm sure this happens in other countries too), otherwise it's pretty much like everywhere else and just as worldly and if not more, with everyone driving the biggest and fanciest cars and having the latest gizmos and gadgets...



I am pleased to say we have found a place to stay, a lovely villa in The Lakes area, in Emirates Hills. It's a 3 bedroom villa, with a study and maids room (so plenty of room for visitors) and is not even 1 minute away from the pool, park and children's play area in Zulal section of The Lakes. It's about a 2 minute drive away from The Lakes Community Centre and Club House, which has another pool, gym, restaurant and bar, children's play area, bbq areas, a local shop and schools, with easy access to Sheikh Zayed Road (which is the main highway and gets you to all areas of Dubai). I move in tomorrow! :)








We have hired a car and since I am still on a visitor visa (Mark now having his residence visa), and us both still having our UK drivers licences, I am the only one who can drive it. Now I'm not the most confident driver on a highway at the best of times...so I was very apprehensive about driving in Dubai for the first time...since everywhere is basically a highway. Not to mention they drive on the wrong side of the road, with left hand drive cars (which I have never driven before) and as I have mentioned before they all drive like crazy people. So my first driving experience was nerve wracking to say the least, and to add to it, it was dark, rush hour and the TomTom decided to take us on an extra little adventure instead of where we were supposed to be going. I'm pleased to say we got there in the end and only 10 minutes late...so not bad going! :) The next day however I decided the trains were a better option again and the car remained in the parking lot.

Other than that...not much else to report...besides the fact that as Murphy would have it, I am currently a lonely little housewife - my husband has jetsetted off to Johannesburg for a work conference and my friend Carol has jetsetted off on her first flight as an official Emirates Air Hostess, to Beijing.

Congratulations Carol!

Another congratulations, goes to the new Mr and Mrs Christie, who got married on the 22nd January in the lovely PE! Congratulations Jan and Daine - wish we could have been there to celebrate with you! But I'm looking forward to hearing all about it on my trip to London and of course seeing the pics.

Next up for me, a trip to London to get our stuff shipped and most importantly to fetch the Molster!!

Good-Bye London Town and 2010

Hello Dubai and 2011...
A new year, a new country, a new city, a new culture, a new apartment, a new job (well for Mark anyway), a new lifestyle (for us both, but very much me), and just pretty much everything else NEW too. It's a very strange feeling, and somewhat different to the feeling I had over 8 years ago when first arriving in London. It's our 4th day here and yet it still doesn't quite feel real...although it's Mark's first day in the office, so it might start feeling very real to him now...I on the otherhand have just finished a gym session and a couple of laps in the pool! A New Years Resolution (although not quite a new one, as it's the same one I have every year...but hopefully this time I will stick to it!) :)

A catch up since Christmas Eve...
The last few days in London consisted mainly of packing...Boxing Day was a good day for it and we pretty much finished the most of it.

We fitted in a small farewell lunch at the Crooked Billet in Wimbledon Common (although the lunch turned into a marathon 12 hour session...), in which the boys decided to drink the pub almost completley dry of their Guinness, while the girls decided to take part in the Pub Quiz, which I'm pleased to say we didn't come last in! :)

We had Mark's cousins, Russell and Miriam round for lunch where Sarah and Daniel kept us entertained with a couple of games of hide and seek. Mark was again quite a hit with the kiddies.

We also had newlyweds Bron and Luke round, (Molly's new 'temporary' parents) to show them the ropes of their new home and how to take care of the demanding Molster....who very much to our dismay, but delight as well, proceeded to make herself quite comfortable on Luke within a few minutes... On our last night Molly decided to give us the cold shoulder and for the first time since moving into our new house, slept almost all of the night downstairs in the lounge instead of nestled under my chin. So unfortunately her stalking around the empty rooms over the last few days meant she had a pretty good idea of what was happening by the end of it.

Before we new it our taxi had arrived and we were en route to the airport. I was on the phone pretty much the whole way and had a strange calmness about me (a first for me since I normally check my bag for the passports, itinerary's etc a million times). As we were flying business class (highly recommended...of course) we didn't have to wait in a queue to check in. We were allowed 40kgs of luggage, and if you can believe it we were about 10 kgs under weight (another first). We then did a a little duty free shopping, before heading to the business class lounge. What bliss! There is free food, drinks, magazines, comfy lounge chairs, you name it.... and we could see our plane on the tarmac right outside the window. The gate through which we would board was also only a few paces away! Once on board, we were treated to fabulous service and food...who knew you actually got proper stainless steel knives and forks, not to mention china plates, and real glasses on a plane? We have seriously been missing out! We watched a couple of movies, received a toiletry bag with....wait for it...Bvlgari products in it and then proceeded to stretch out flat in our seats for a lovely comfortable (for an aeroplane) sleep! DIVINE!

Once we arrived in Dubai, an Emirates car took us to what would be our new home for the next month...an apartment at Chelsea Towers. We were taken up to our room on the 22nd floor, where we were pleasantly surprised with 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms and some awesome views (we had expected a 1 bed apartment ).
We went straight to bed, considering it was 4.30am Dubai time (just after midnight in the UK) but not before we heard, what would be the first of many, muslim prayers...blasted forth on the loudspeaker somewhere nearby. I have yet to count, but I think they pray at least 6 or more times a day.

On our first day, our first adventure was to get to the Dubai Mall (one of the biggest in the world) which is only about a 5 min drive from our apartment. We had only taken a few steps upon entering the mall and I saw someone I knew...Janine Roos from school, who now lives in Iran and was out here on hols with her husband and daughter. A very small world indeed...

We did our first grocery shop at Waitrose (a London shop, if you can believe), and got highly ripped off... Regardless of that fact it was nice to see so many familiar South African, as well as London products in the store.

...Old Year / New Year's eve
We headed to the mall again, this time to sort out a sim card (since had had left our passports at home the day before). It was here that I experienced the importance of male company...firstly there is no queue system - you can wait in line as much as you like, but at least 3 or more people will just push in front of you anyway. Males are generally served first, even if you are already in the process of being served, should a male come along they will still be served. Nevermind...

We then came 'home' to chill by the pool where Carol (yes, my Aussie Bridesmaid is here too...she has taken a job with Emirates to become an Air Hostess and luckily for me will be based in Dubai...it's so nice to have at least one friend here) joined us.

For the New Years celebrations we headed down to Jumeirah Beach, for an awesome Beach party at Barasti...it was like St Francis, but bigger (and better), although a lot more expensive too... They had a live band on one stage, at the pool area and a DJ on the stage at the beach. At midnight we were treated to some awesome fireworks from the Atlantis Hotel at the end of the Jumeirah Palm Island, to celebrate the start of 2011.

What a great start to what will hopefully be an awesome and exciting year!

Happy New Year All! I hope your 2011 is even better than your 2010. Wishing you all lots of love, happiness and health for the year ahead.