Notes by Nectar

Your destiny lies in your own hands

I don’t know where the time goes and I don’t know how I got to be a month behind writing my blog!

I had Arabic every morning from Sunday to Wednesday – it was exhausting but we learned a lot (as usual). We covered:

  • More directions – north, south, east, west, above, below, tunnel, in front, behind
  • How to say you will do something (but not the future tense exactly)
  • Holiday vocabulary – Where will you stay? When are you going? Where are you going? and so on
  • Food – bread, cheese, fruit, dates
  • More verbs

After my class I had a session with Randy. I worked for most of the afternoon and that night I had dinner at Shang Palace with my cousin and a friend. The food was really good, but the service wasn’t great. In fact, when we wanted the bill we had to go looking for someone to give it to us as there was nobody around.

On Tuesday afternoon I met a friend for lunch. We went to DIFC as that was the only place which serves food in the day during Ramadan. All the restaurants were open but they were all covered by a thick white curtains so nobody could see inside. We ended up at Royal China. We had a selection of dim sum – I hadn’t been there in a while and I enjoyed it.

On Wednesday I decided to get my hair cut. I hadn’t had it cut since November and it really was looking quite bad. I had about 4 inches taken off. While I was there I decided to get my nails done too. When in Rome and all that!

That evening a friend had an impromptu dinner party at his place. The food was OK (chicken skewers, pasta, salad) but the dessert was excellent (made by a couple of his friends). It was a nice evening – nice to meet some new people as well…

On Thursday I met up with some friends for drinks at Zuma. After Zuma we went on to McGettigan’s where we met up with some other friends. I’ve noticed that during Ramadan McGettigan’s gets more and more crowded each weekend! I left at about 1am as my sister and nephew were arriving from Lagos later that night.

We were home all day on Friday – I had a headache (as usual). That night we had dinner PF Chang at the Dubai Mall and then I went on to a party with a friend. I was so tired from the night before but didn’t want to cancel. I’d been to one of their parties before, back in October (after the Enrique concert) and it was awesome. We got there at about 10.30 – Prosecco was flowing, there was loads of food, and the craziest people I’ve met in Dubai. I ended up talking to a Greek Australian who looked like Alcide from ‘True Blood’:


Hot, right? He came over to me while I was sitting at the bar and we started talking. He was one of the very few straight men in the room (by this point the others were all dancing and mostly shirtless). After he spent 10 minutes telling me about himself, the conversation went something like this:

Alcide: Where are you from?

Me: London.

Alcide: Originally?

Me: India.

Alcide: I’ve never slept with an Indian woman.

Me: Really – that’s too bad. (And it’s not happening tonight!)

He started to stroke his chest hair.

Me: Are you sure you’re not gay? Why is your shirt unbuttoned? And what’s with that medallion?

Alcide (still stroking his chest): Have you ever seen such a hairy chest?

Me: Dude, I’m Indian. I’ve seen women with hairier chests than that.

I think he realised he wasn’t going to get anywhere with me, but I did laugh at his expression when I made that last comment. He went to talk to my friend, who later on told me that she couldn’t even talk to him because she thought he was so hot and she was speechless.

We got home at 5am. It was a fantastic evening – we danced, we drank, we met crazy people. Amazing.

Saturday? Painful. That’s all I can say. We went to McDonald’s for dinner that night. It was just what I needed – I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had McDonald’s…

I love my life.

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