I love to travel. Always have, always will.
I have wanted to go to Dubai for a few years now. I have yet to get the stamp in my passport.
This week, Masterchef took the contestants to Dubai which re-fueled my desire. I was giddy and goofy for two nights watching the TV food contest. My two loves in one show: food and travel.
I do believe a trip to Dubai is in my nearish future. You see, I have friends moving there in a few weeks!! YES, it’s true and you know who you are! Did I ever tell you how good looking you both are?
Of course, when you have friends in a foreign country, it is certainly the best time to visit. I hope you guys will have a spare room in your castle (I imagine everyone in Dubai lives in a castle, even skydiving staff!!). Please do not crush my dreams.
Not only is Dubai rich, hot and stunning to look at, it offers my favourite food. I’m making falafel and hummus for dinner tonight to ease my future thinking fuelled anxiety.
So, as I sit here rugged up in my Kathmandu hoodie with the wind howling outside, I dream of Dubai. I dream of gold and riches. Camels and sand. Giant aquariums and water-slides. Souks and spices. Amusement parks and wind tunnels. Hummus and kebabs. And that fancy ass hotel, you know, the big one!!
Where are you dreaming of visiting?