A Trip Of A Life Time (The Journey continued...then it ended)

DAY 3 & 4...and end

Alot happened, yet nothing was memorable. I worked hard and... that's about it. I spent time helping out at the booth, standing twelve hours on my heels, it felt like thousands of microscopic mouths were biting my feet, in other words: it hurts like hell. To all ladies out there who wear heels like sandels, I bow to you.

My days went in such manner of working (handing out leaflets, samples and answering questions about our product) and wandering about, observing other people booth and products.

Fearing my evil twin who have TTR (Tendency To Ramble) will take over, I'll sum everything up in one paragraph...ok, maybe two.

I will never forget the trip. I got to gain experience in working, seeing new places and befriending new people.

I ate at SAFRON which was a haven for food lover.

I saw aggressive, eye popping belly dance and dine with wonderful clients at an exotic Indian restaurant.

I met people with unusual gift, superb characteristic, kind...

I saw faces, all around. The work of nature, the true artist. People = the master piece of nature that are all the same yet unique...

And I was again packed with inspiration.

... was that one paragraph? Guess not...oky...

I thankyou all who made this trip magical and hope that this opportunity will come again. Farewell Dubai, but you shall see me again...one day.

A Trip of A Lifetime (The Journey)

DAY 2

Morning call 7 a.m. and there I went running down to breakfast. Yummy eggs, cereal, fruits and, to my pleasure, Indian food.

I went with the morning tour to Dubai Museum. It's a cool place really, with lots of history about Dubai (duh, it's the Dubai Museum) and antique objects. The thing that really caught my attention, however, was the display. The wax figures were so realistic I jumped several times thinking they'll move and the animal figures...alive, I say, alive.

When everyone locomoted to a perfume shop I slipped away into a small supermarket.

Don't you think this world is fantastic? It's so diverse because even in this tiny place there's a huge difference from ours in Thailand. Rows and rows of spices, nuts and there's this huge collection of curry paste (and others that I don't even know what the heck it is).

Around ten we got on the tour bus again and headed to the Gulf Food fair. Got to constantly remind myself that I'm here to work not to have a vacation...even though it felt like one.

The convention building was...hugh, no, GINORMOUS as I said before. Nine halls and quoted from the website  "3,800 exhibitors, 81 international pavilions, and welcomes over 55,000 buyers from 152 countries". From my own observstion of the convention...0[]O...undeniably jaw dropping event. 

Our booth, much more humble in size compare the fair, was decorated in no time. I worked fast because at around two I was going to go Desert Safaring! (is there such word?) Yeah, I was bursting excitement.

We went in a group of six and I met this our driver was a pleasant man in the name of Rafiq.

The beginning was nice and peaceful. I chatted a lot with Mr. Driver as he has abundant knowledge about Dubai, its history and customs. It's always fun to have a cultural exchange conversation, PLUS, he's a really funny man.

We stopped once or twice to take picture of the sun set and...there's no definition of how beautiful it was.

An absolute phenomenal

Kilometers of sand, decending endlessly to the horizon, bathe in the warm light of sunset... the atmosphere was rustic, the scent of desert was unique and the image of sun, sand and sky, almost melted as one, was exquisitely addictive. My camera happy self was litteraly high.

       

Then came the part of Camels Riding, Henna, Kabab, Shisha, Belly Dancing...

I have not felt this kind of joy in a very long while...I see new things, it was excited but more than anything, I made new good companions.

My head hit the pillow that night happier than a clam I say, looking forward eagerly for more adventure tomorrow will bring.

A Trip of A Lifetime (The Beginning)

For the last five days I was in Dubai. And it was amazing.

I got an opportunity from my dad to go and help him out at Gulf Food, a GINORMOUS food fair. And the entire experience was priceless. I loved every moment of it, even the painful 12 hours of standing on my very first heels.

I'll tell you about it day by day. So here we go...

DAY 1

Woke up early full of anticipation. The plane would leave at six so I had many hours of preparation.

I took all the basic nessicities a girl would need, cloths, toothbrush, cookies (yes, I need it) and never to forget, pencils and ye good ole notebook.

At four said byebye to my doggies, drove out the house, and kissed mama goodbye at the airport door. It was not a sad farewell and no tears were sheaded.

The six hours flight, that I did not look foward to, turned out to be less of a torment that I had expected. Almost the entire time was spent on composing my speech for my graduation day...yay?

Anyway, we arrived at Dubai airport around 11 p.m. local time. The immigration queue was a nightmare, like a long snakes slitthering down the hall.

                                     

It was hours before we get to the hotel and crashed our head into the soft pillows.

 Lights out, that's day one.