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dear mr & mrs bloggie…
The weather was hot. It was said the temperature hit another notch of 38ºC. Blimey. Indirectly, God wanted to give me a preview, if you know what I mean.
I stepped out of the aircraft and immediately, droplets of sweat formed on my forehead. I whined annoyingly to my colleague who mirrored the same sentiment as yours truly. I could do nothing else. If I hear another Singaporean complain about the hot weather here in our sunny country, I am so gonna throw him/her to Dubai. Those who were there would second the aforementioned.
Yes. Dubai Dubai, you could’ve melted my brain, God love a duck.
The first day had me hanging out with the guys because the ladies wanted to hide in their rooms. Knowing my itchy backside, I had to go out and hours later we were seen chilling out in the pub. Too bad the suggestion of heading to the club was dismissed. Pffft.
The next day proved to be worthier. Tiffany and Aman became my company and we did the craziest thing! Amidst the blistering high temperature, we peeps went to the desert. Ok, ladies and gentlemen, gasp now if you must. -_-
Oh my goodness, we didn’t know we could survive the heat but survive the heat we did. *chuckles* Our determination was absolute I dare to say. It was definitely a few good dirhams spent. The vehicle went over the “hills and valleys” of the desert and listen, the excitement is on par with roller coaster rides. It was awesome I tell you.
Dinner was buffet in the middle of the desert and belly dancer kept us entertained. I had so much fun it was a shame we had to leave the next day. It was also a delight to have the German dudes as companions despite ‘em sucking badly in English. I might as well have been talking to a toddler for all the response it did me. Booo.
Now boo hoo another time for my photos are in the hands of Tiffany so please make do with the ones in my camera aye.
fasyalba
Labels: i feel sweaty.
And I end here.
cinta