Oh well...it does seem somewhat fitting that I'm back to blogging, now that I'm once again high and dry in Dubai International Airport. What's to say? The month at home has been incredible...and I found it ridiculously difficult to leave. Fair ran through the departure gates. Sorry to the people who came to send me off!
As usual, my Emirates flight was delayed by an hour or so, giving me time to reflect amongst a cloud of Indonesian maids on their way to Sri Lanka (huh?!). I kinda surprised myself by the depth of feelings running through my head. It must have appeared very drama to the people I was on the phone with =P
Oh well...on the bright side, I'm kinda looking forward to getting back to my room. I'm very much one for my comfort zones, and running from my favourite to my next other seems to be the best thing to do. Wash the sheets, wash the towels, rearrange the furniture...the possiblities are endless!
Pictures will follow when I'm in a more insouciant mood.
Sigh.
