Dubai, here we are!

It’s always a thrill to move. At least, to me. But that’s probably cos I’m so used to it, having moved around a fair bit in my life. I grew up moving practically every three years, uprooting myself and getting into a new school, adjusting to a new place, and making new friends. A large part of my temperament and personality has been affected by this background. And I’m not afraid to leave my family “behind”. I was in boarding school from nine to twelve years of age, so I’ve adjusted to that before.

This move will be harder on Nany though. When she went to Penang for a year to do her teacher training stint, it was the furthest she’d been from her family. So this is a big move for her, coming all the way to Dubai.

So, here we are. At least it’s a Muslim country, so food isn’t going to be an issue. We still have to adapt to the local customs (Friday prayers are done slightly differently here), and the local shops. Language isn’t too much of an issue, since English is widely used here. I don’t foresee us having any problems on that front.

The “apartment” unit we’ve been assigned by the company isn’t large, but at least it’s just us. We don’t have to share accommodations, unlike some of my other colleagues. It’s also the first place to call “ours”, so there’s an excitement to that too.

Big changes, and an exciting time ahead.