Internet. Update. Random life stuff.

I have internet again ... on my laptop, on my wireless network, in my room! That's HUGE! Hopefully it'll last a while this time! (I'm currently downloading episodes from Season 6 of HOUSE - it HAS to work!)

Just a few more updates about life in the Dhabs:

- it's not as hot, but it's still pretty warm out there in the sun!

- I don't see the sun as much as I used to! Even though it still feels like summer, that whole equinox-thing is still in effect - sundown is around 5:45pm now!

- the semester is wrapping up too quickly! My BIG presentation for Advanced Learning 2 is tomorrow. And I have an annotated bib and final paper to work on!

- Eid is coming soon, which means I'll be flying off to India for a week!

Okay. That's life in a nutshell. Here's some details:

Class is still on Sunday and Monday afternoons. The thing about living in Abu Dhabi, is that everything is on the "-ish". You say 3, they arrive at 3:30. You say 1 day off for Eid and 1 day off for National Day, we get 10 days total. Therefore, a few of us in Classrooms 5 and 6 are going to India for Eid!

(Granny - don't worry! It's going to be safe and I'll send lots of picture!) We're going to be traveling around Kerala (whose capital is about 34 letters long and I can't pronounce - all I need to know is that the airport code is TRV!) and ending at a Wildlife Preserve where we could be surrounded by elephants and tigers! (I hope to see some real tigers up close and send you some pictures, Vicky!!!)

So, other than class, work, and going to India, life is pretty much the same lately. I miss home and my family and my friends and all my kids back in Southborough. But life is still really easy and fun out here!

Lots of things to remind me of home, life the Holiday Cups at Starbucks! I saw a home goods store at the mall with a Christmas tree out front!! My roommate bought a Santa hat for her nephew's stuffed camel!

But it's still in the 90s with desert on one side and ocean on the other and life here is a total time warp!

But aside from all that? The UAE could be like home : )

Soon, I hopefully have more interesting things to post - but for now, life is boring and exactly the same with a few Arabic phrases thrown in : )

In Other News:

Totally random, but since it's already October and it still feels like July, I'm afraid that time will pass by so quickly I won't realize when the year is actually over!

So some news, totally unrelated to living in Abu Dhabi:

I booked my flight to Tokyo yesterday!  My sister and I are going to visit our momma for Christmas!  It'll be 4 years to the day since we've seen her last, so it should be fun!  I tried to find the cheapest tickets possible, while also entertaining the possibility to not buying a return flight to the Dhabs, but instead going somewhere else for the remainder of my 2 week vacation.  

Well, I've come to believe that Tokyo must be the most expensive place to fly into or out of!  I was able to get a ticket from just under $1200 (that's just under 5000dhs) return.  Unfortunately, since Sister and I are arriving from different countries, I will be arrive in Tokyo at 7:30am on 21 December and Lesa will be there at 3:45pm!!!  Boo!!!  (I was wondering about booking an airport hotel room for a few hours!)

So, once I arrive back in Abu Dhabi, I will have a little over a week to do something fun for New Years ... Possibilities now include: Istanbul (not Constantinople, haha!), Cairo, Mumbai ... or maybe someplace like Bali?  Who knows!  All I know is that once I get back to the Middle East, flights get a little cheaper to these destinations.  

Then again ... maybe New Years in the UAE could be fun!

Same Ol' Same Ol'

I really wanted to keep a blog for a) friends and family to keep track of what I've been up to and b) for myself as a replacement for trying to just remember everything I do while I'm here.

So far, this hasn't happened too well.  I'll blame Etisalat...

But, in hopes of sharing a little bit about what I do from day-today, here goes a VERY boring post!

It's Sunday.  Start of a new week.  I guess this will be our "first official, all-the-kids-are-here, regular-working-hours" week of school since I've started working here.  6 teachers, 6 kids, 8-2pm, 5 days a week.  Plus, I also have class 2 nights a week (Sunday and Monday, 3-5:30ish).  We'll see how I feel on Thursday!

Let's backtrack a little to get a picture of what I do every single day:

Sunday: work 7:30 - 3pm.  Class 3 - 5:30pm.  Come home, eat, watch "House", go to bed.

Monday: work 7:30 - 3pm.  Class 3 - 5pm.  Come home, eat, watch "House", go to bed.

Tuesday: work: 7:30 - 3pm.  Home at 3:30; hear the adhan.  Eat an early dinner while watching "House".  Sit in my room and do homework.

Wednesday: repeat Tuesday's events

Thursday: Repeat

Sometimes I'll throw in a trip to the Sheraton for some lounging by the pool or go to Al Falah for some groceries.  We'll order the occasional delivery with the neighbors ... and watch "House".

Life is pretty much (as they say here) "same-same but different".  Once you're here, you realize that it applies to pretty much everything you do.

Friday: sleep in.  Make breakfast. Do some homework.  Walk to Al Wahda Mall and do some shopping.  Go back to the "flat" (as they call apartments here) and do more homework.  Then, I have to make the decision on whether or not to go to the pool or stay home and do homework.  (This week I stayed home.  Maybe next weekend?)

Saturday:  same as Friday; yesterday I went to Khaladiya Mall for breakfast at the Mugg & Bean with my roommate.  

And then on Sundays, it starts all over again!  

I think I had more fun during Ramadan!  Then again, I didn't have classes and presentations and annotated bibliographies and lectures and research and a thesis to worry about!!!

But, I'll make it!  

Borrowing Internet

"That's the Abu Dhabi way!"

"Welcome to Abu Dhabi!"

Apparently "nothing works in Abu Dhabi" and it also takes "forever and a day" to get anything fixed around here.  Not that I can really complain - or should complain - but I am anyway.  I'm living in a foreign country, away from all my friends and family, not to return to them for two more years (with maybe a visit next year?).  Having reliable internet service in my apartment doesn't seem like too much to ask for!  ...but apparently it is.  So at the moment, I am alternating between reading a new JABA article for class and sending friends Facebook messages, letting them know I'm not a jerk who forgot all about them once I moved to "glamourous Abu Dhabi" ... I just don't have internet!

But enough ranting.  A quick update on life in Glamourous Abu Dhabi!!!

The Holy Month of Ramadan has just ended!  I think it might be disrespectful to be so over-joyed by this (it's like being happy that Christmas is over, I think), so I keep my exultations to a minimum ... but I'm so excited to actually experience Abu Dhabi!  Restaurants and stores keep regular hours.  The Post Office opens before 9pm.  You can drink water in public and chew gum in a cab!  Starbucks opens in time for a coffee before going to work!  It's amazing!

Another amazing thing about Ramadan ending, was Eid Al-Fitr.  This is the long weekend occurring after Ramadan is over.  Therefore, we at the school, had a nice long weekend, where we went to Fujairah for a visit.  We stayed at the Rotana Resort - google it.  It was beautiful!  

But now, we're back to work for full days - 7:30-3:30.  It to be quite honest, and with the possibility of sounding like a princess - it's exhausting!  I haven't made it to the Sheraton all week!  After work, all I want to do is go home and watch episodes of "House" that I bought from DVD Joy (five seasons for 400dhs - such a steal!).

But next week, insha'Allah, Etisilat will have the internet working again in the Blue Towers and I'll be able to actually keep in touch with everyone!  

Note to self:

Note to self: Never make small talk with a taxi driver that includes any information indicating that a) you have not lived in a certain city for a while and b) you don’t know where you’re going. Because when you do, said taxi driver will take you on a 15dirham taxi ride to the WRONG HOTEL!
Yes. This happened. All I wanted to do was go spinning. It was the music of ABBA today (and we all know how much I love ABBA) and I wanted to prove to the instructor that I’m not a weenie and could make it to spinning twice in one week.

Was I able to achieve this? No. After a ridiculous taxi ride through the city, in which I can only assume was this driver’s ploy to get the most mileage out of this passenger as possible, I was dropped off at the Sheraton Khalidiya rather than the Sheraton Corniche. Yes, the Sheraton Khalidiya overlooks the Corniche. Is this the same hotel? I think not. If I were more fastidious, I would have ran him down, banging on his trunk and demand that he give me a ride to the right hotel (or at least my apartment) at no charge … but wouldn’t that make me an Angry American? So in an effort to maintain decorum and a positive image of other expats, I let the little man drive away with my 15dirham (which luckily equals to under $4) and I sulked in the back of another man’s taxi.

Not Reality Yet

It's still really hard to believe that this is the city in which I am living for the next 2 years (and the lifestyle is pretty hard to wrap myself around, too!).  At times it feels familiar, like a place I've been on vacation.  It's a city with traffic and high buildings, and lots of people doing things late at night.  However, a closer look will show you that those tall buildings have bi-lingual signs on their fronts and (at the moment) business hours are vastly different from back home!  

We are in the middle of the first week of Ramadan.  (Google it for more info)  A couple of things I know are that it's a time of fasting - so no eating until sundown, after the last Call to Prayer.  (This booms out on loudspeakers all over the city at the appropriate times, one of those being 5:30am.  And when I say 'booms', that's a fierce exaggeration, because it's more like a chant/song that plays muted through your windows ... kind of pretty.)  BUT THEN!  Then, it's iftar.  I haven't been to one yet, but it's coming within the next few days (and surely many more to follow!).  This is the ginormous meal following the day of fasting.  I'll give you more details as they arrive!

The heat still isn't too unbearable.  Of course, leaving work (in pants and long sleeves) at 2pm, it's more than a little warm, and the sun shining down out of a cloudless sky doesn't help matters.  HOWEVER!  This sun is a wonderful thing while lying in the pool at the Sheraton (which a few of us have been doing every day!).  

... this is the part of the day where I pinch myself and ask, "is this really my life?"

But don't get too jealous yet!  After Ramadan, work will commence with "normal" hours, 7-3pm and then I will have class 2 evenings a week.  So who knows how much free time I'll have to sunbathe at the Sheraton and go out for dinner and shisha every night?  (I'm being partially sarcastic here!)

I still haven't taken many pictures.  Maybe that will be my mission this weekend, after I've moved into my permanent flat at the Blue Towers ... I'll be sure to share it all!

I'm Here!

So after a 13-hour flight from JKF to Abu Dhabi, the crew (Johanna, Heidi, Joel, and Tiffany) and I landed in our new home!  The flight was long, yes, but not bad!  We flew Etihad airlines (google it - it's pretty amazing!) and rather than sleeping, I watched 4 movies (Katie would be proud!).  I managed to doze a couple of hours, awakened by the frequent meals, snacks, beverages, and headphone supply.  Of course, the one time I actually slept through a delivery of snacks was when they apparently brought the Snickers Ice Cream!! 

After landing, we five trek through the airport (me with a huge, stupid grin on my face!) and come to a fork in the airport.  "Haha.  'Eye Scan'.  We should go there!"  I'm picturing a sci-fi retina scan which also brought forth memories of a gross scene in a Dan Brown novel.  Instead we go to the line that says "Passports: Other Countries".  We're in two lines.  I walk up to the man, he takes my passport, says something in Arabic, and I say, "Pardon?" indicating that I don't speak Arabic, but am also extremely polite : )  He points to the little blue tooth and says, "I'm talking to him" and commences to scan and stamp my passport.  I move along, and as Joel is also having his passport silently stamped, I see the other 3 in our party leave line and go towards the green "emergency exit" sign.  I look at them, I look to Joel, and he walks through and we wait.  "Where did they go?  Should we follow?"  Well, our passports were stamped and we went down to collect our luggage and wait for our comrades to appear.  

We waited.  And waited.  And waited.  Finally, I find someone who's not a porter and ask where they might have gone.  

"Oh.  They went through the Visa line.  Then to Eye Scan.  You didn't?"

Ummm... "What should we do?"  

"You need to go back to the security and then it's a police matter if they let you back out of security."

Gulp!  "Thanks..."

So Joel and I, with our giant, red-tagged heavy luggage piled on top of a cart, wheel ourselves back up the ramp towards security.  The line of porters waiting to help anyone who looks willing to pay try to call us back - "you're going the wrong way!" - I can only assume they're saying.  We try to mime back that we need to go back ... we know what we're doing (yeah, right!) ... but how do you even do that in English?  So up we went.

As we go up, we explain our situation to the man at security, he finds the guy who stamped our passports, and directs us towards the emergency exit sign.  

...

After many questions and lots of waiting, we finally meet up with our group.  (Long story short: We only had copies of our Visas.  We gave these to man behind a window and he had to go somewhere else in the airport to obtain our original Visas - this took about 20 minutes.  After he returned, we had to have our eyes scanned ... still not sure why, but it was painless, and then we were set free!)

Once we made it through all of this, we five were greeted by two fellow employees who have been living here for 1+ years.  Our luggage was loaded into 2 vans and we were taken to our respective apartments.  (Tiffany and I - who will be roommates - are in temporary housing living with other teachers for the week while our future apartments will be vacated and prepared for our arrival.)  After a quick freshen-up, we were then taken to Lebanese Flower for dinner.  There were about 15 other colleagues waiting for us and introductions were made and food and shisha were ordered.  Falafel, hummus, and chicken shawarma (?) was shared amongst several of us and it was all super delicious!  

After much eating and talking, we finally returned to our apartments where I showered (yay!) and fell fast asleep : )

THE END

Oh.  Yes.  The weather!  Well ... I've really been preparing myself for the worst.  I mean, I remember waiting for the bus in August in Athens (GA, not Greece).  It was 7am and I walked outside and was instantly covered in a layer of sweat.  So, leaving the cold air conditioned airport, I was braced for the wave of heat and humidity to knock me down.  I pull my carry-on behind me and exit through the sliding glass doors.  "Hey!  It's not so bad!"  I continue to walk, noticing that I'm walking through a concrete corridor to the outside.  "I was really expecting the worst, but this isn't so baa.....oh-kay."  Then I felt the heat.  It was 8:00 and around 45degrees celsius (113 fahrenheit).  But while waiting for my skin to start melting off, I was pleasantly surprised that I stayed (mostly) dry!  Yes.  It was nighttime.  But!  It was bearable! I've definitely lived through more humid conditions - without air conditioning, might I add!  So, maybe I'll survive the summer after all.