What was I thinking?
So here I am at the airport. It’s 1.31am and my flight leaves at 3.35am. And I’ve got no-one to play with. Figure a drink is in order. I’m flying to Dubai, what fun. However I am reminded of my first trip. What horror. Talk about learning the customs real fast. Picture this: alone, first time in a strange country, Dubai, 46c and the nightie. I had been working long hours and knew that I needed sleep before the hot sun rose once... Read More