Wrapped it up 

The last couple days in Dubai were so chaotic, so busy, so stressful… so fun ! 

I am so glad my sister and her husband came out , they practically packed all 7 suitcases with my things, as I dealt with getting my passport back ! 

We managed to have some fun while they came to Dubai as well, including a hot air balloon in the desert ! 

I’m glad I have a trip scheduled to go back to Dubai in march… I don’t want to ever say good bye for good to this city. 

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The last ones..

Only a few more layovers left ! I had a spooky layover in Milan, loved the misty weather ! And checking out the castle right downtown.


I did not leave this place without delicious pizza , wine, and tirimisu. Skipped the gelato this time, preferred not to freeze hehe.

I just got back from Frankfurt this morning. The country who invented the Christmas market ! It was so festive. Gluwhein and all.

I am definitely taking the uniform home with me once I quit. It’s something I want to hold on to forever ! Will miss wearing it for sure.

Only 2 more flights , say whaaaaa??!!

Blurry pics at 15,000 ft with the business class cabin crew. About to land into Dubai after a 6 hour flight! As they say, it’s not a selfie but a crewfie.


17 days left.

4 Years

This was 4 years ago, almost to the day .

November 15th 2012, when I was starting a new and scary page of moving to DUBAI to start my career as a flight attendant.

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Bleached blonde hair, bangs, and a few tears later I boarded my plane. I told myself if I really hated it I could quit and go home.

I thought, “If I can just make it one year, I will be proud.”

Well… one year turned to two years… turned to three years… and unbelievably turned to FOUR years.

And every year has been a different experience. I have ALWAYS liked the job. But living abroad held different challenges and experiences.

First one was thrilling, fun, new. The friends I made at the beginning were so important for me not to up and run back home!

Second year was a little more lonely , some of those close friends quit, the homesickness pull was stronger , some days I hated being in Dubai. I was at a critical part of my time here, trying to decide if I should quit and move home or stay and get a car.

Third year showed an improvement in my idea of this city, I had stayed and gotten a car and that really was a life changer. I started enjoying this crazy place!

Fourth year was the best year. I was finally in business class, so the job wasn’t as emotionally difficult (passengers in business have much better manners). Exploring Dubai (and other places!) with my car was my favorite. I think this was the year I did the most trips during my days off to other places besides home.

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So here I am, putting in my resignation. A little sudden, a little unsure, but excited about what comes next ! And having a little normalcy return to my day – to – day. Seeing  my family without fighting jet lag. Being home for Christmas. BABIES!

So lets see what 2017 holds.

Boats

The four years I have been in Dubai, I have always wanted to know two people.

Someone who owned a sail boat.

And someone who lives in the Burj Khalifa.

I can check one of those things off the to do list ! Only took me a few years.

Oktoberfunfest

 

The magical roster gods gave me and my two friends the same days off — and it happened to fall during the most epic beer party ever — Oktoberfest !

NOTE: Its almost impossible to get more than 3 days off and have it be at the same time as your friend. So the fact that all THREE of us had five days off, at the same time, and during Oktoberfest. More than coincidence, it was a sign.

On our 2nd day some more friends joined up with us and our group turned to Five.

Too much beer, too much fun .

Oktoberfest.

Where spontaneous singing breaks out.

 “Ein Prosit! Ein Prosit! Der Gemutlichkeit!”

Steins are swaying back and forth and ends with a tap on the table before a gulp of beer.

You make BFFs with strangers instantly.

And end the night by looking for Johnny (at least for me ).

Its such a great holiday and I am sad I have missed so many Oktoberfests in the past.

Pic: Everyone cheers as someone finishes chugging their 1Litre stein of beer.

Thinking

Thinking about Drindl dresses for Oktoberfest, my yearly SEP testing coming up next week, meeting up with the sister in Dublin for the day, and registering my car for another year.

Missing foster kittens, and little nieces, sisters and baby bellies, family dinners and fires, little towns and green trees, big blue skies with puffy clouds,  In n Out.

Hoping I can go to the new indoor theme park that just opened up across the street highway soon, I can get a local tailor to make me a dress before the 20th, my next two turn around flights are easier than I think they will be, and I can be home for Christmas.