Spent the day in Dubai Mall, which might sound tedious, but compared to Kathmandu, was utter heaven. Where were the potholes, leaking sewerage pipes, unlicensed adolescents on scary motorbikes, gormless shop assistants and general air of lethargy? Nowhere! Because we're back in the first world (although we can only afford to be here for five days, before the money runs out...), and for now it is a jolly nice place to be.
We went to the aquarium; Hubby went to Gap and now looks like a Gap model, and not like a tramp; we went to the rainforest cafe for lunch; Hubby and Son went up Burj Kalifa; Twins went on a train ride round the mall; I went to the Body Shop. The credit card has had more use today than it has had in the past year, but we're all happy, and what's more, Hubby hasn't mentioned work for a whole twenty-four hours.
I've just popped out to get a haircut: magic - the hairdresser knew how to cut hair and there was electricity for the blow dry and magazines to read that weren't circa 2007.
And now I'm off to have a bar of real chocolate and flick my coiffed locks at my Gap model husband.
Ta ra! x
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