Musings...

Probably the coolest thing about Dubai, and believe me, it's not the weather, is just how international the city is. We went out for a big old buffet dinner on Friday night, and our table was like the EU. There were English, Irish, Swiss, and French. At work, it's not different, in 22 employees there are: British, Lebanese, Phillipina, Fiji, Australian, and Irish. I am the token American. It's what I moved for, and I like that you never know what accent you're going to hear when someone opens their mouth. It begs the obvious observation that, "What about the Emerati?" Yes, all in good time. I don't want to be so Western specific, but at this point, leaving the wonderful and amazing friendships back in the States, I am desperate for companionship! That's probably the most difficult thing about the move. You try replacing 5-10 years of friendships all at once! It's impossible, because all my friends are true one of a kinds. A 'boop' to all of you.

Sentimentality aside, I have today and tomorrow off because of the Eid holiday - which is super nice. I'm abusing the free internet at work by catching up on about a month of being away from it. I went to the gym this morning and am hopeful this will be something I keep up with. Of course, laying at the pool tomorrow sounds like fun...

Eric and I spent the weekend further exploring the area, and scouting for our furniture. We also enjoyed a all you can eat, all you can drink buffet with some new friends.

It promises to be a busy week - hopefully, we'll be moving in to our apartment, there's a party on Friday, and we're supposed to get together for dinner with Bridget's parents soon.