Sheer(an) delight & Dubai nights

There are moments in my expat life that will be firmly placed in the memory box. This weekend was one of those moments. A one-off, surreal, pinch yourself, special experience which will be very hard to forget.  Continue reading “Sheer(an) delight & Dubai nights”

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All shook up

Last night was one of those weird moments in expat life, where it all seems to become very real. We sat watching our XFactor & Strictly catch up, snuggled on the sofa just like any normal Brit Sunday night. It’s moments like this we could quite literally be anywhere in the world and you forget that you are in this random corner of the Gulf . Then something happens that jolts you back to reality and you think shit!  Continue reading “All shook up”

Stumble or Fall?

This time of year always seems to bring a lot of grumbles from my fellow desertpats. It’s as if everyone has become a little more neurotic, unsettled and we all seem to run towards the same hypothetical brick wall. Now I am by no means an expert when it comes to all things expat, but it does seem slightly odd to me that we are all simultaneously taking an inhale of uncertainty, deep breaths are being taken just to get through the day and mutterings of FFS ring out. So why is it that as desert weather changes, which makes life here more bearable, are we being thrown off course with the desert winds? Continue reading “Stumble or Fall?”

Whatever floats your boat!

After my rant last week, things didn’t really get any better. I really struggled last week with not feeling myself, anxiety and all over wanting to just shut myself away from the world. Luckily, Hubby and I had a packed weekend planned, so if nothing else I was definitely going to be distracted and most likely lifted out of the weird state I was in.  A few weeks ago, on one of my numerous desert whatsapp groups (an expat favourite) a flyer was passed round for a charity boat cruise. I glanced at it and almost immediately dismissed it, thinking that this would be something that Hubby would avoid like the plague. Continue reading “Whatever floats your boat!”

Bitched, bothered & bewildered

Sometimes the slightest thing can throw you off or sometimes nothing at all seems to be the culprit. I don’t know if it was the being struck down with the latest desert cold or whether it was something else, but I have definitely feeling detached of late. I am by no means unhappy, in fact I continue to be content with my sandpit life, but there was definitely something that had made me uneasy. Why does a small change in our mood or emotional state become such an issue when living abroad?  Continue reading “Bitched, bothered & bewildered”

Scream if you want to go faster!

Since we last “met” dear readers, my week has been a busy one. As I flit like a social butterfly, from one occasion to the next, there have been moments where I have not stopped, contrasted by quiet moments of reflection. As I pondered about what this weeks post should be about, I realised that the last seven days, have really been a mixed bag. Forget the seven deadly sins, I am talking about the seven desert moods that I have journeyed through, in just one week! No one tells you that this expat lark will bring you a plethora of feelings in such an intense way, one minute you’re up, the next you’re down. In the words of Ronan Keating,  (expat) Life is a roller coaster.  Continue reading “Scream if you want to go faster!”

Older but am I wiser?

As I celebrated my 30 something birthday this week, one thing became abundantly clear. Ok two things were abundantly clear, one I am now officially in the realms of late thirties ( how the bloody hell did that happen?!) and two (once I got over point one) was that I had not celebrated a birthday at home, with family and friends, since my 30th. I used to be one of these people that would obsessively insist that I had to have my birthday at home in Jersey, even when I was a student in London I went back every year. So now here I am 3,000 miles from home and celebrating my 4th in Kuwait and 7th abroad (ah shit, the cats out the bag on my age now!).  This got me thinking about as an expat, how do I cope with missing and hitting milestones without my loved ones?  Continue reading “Older but am I wiser?”