I am flying to Dubai. Can you believe that? I can barely believe it myself!
I am on an airplane over Spain, my daughter (in her Hello Kitty slippers) and son wiggling and mostly asleep on one side of me, an aisle, my husband, other son and mother-in-law asleep on the other side of me. We have been flying for 8 hours and still have nearly 7 more hours to go.
So far, all is good. The kids love the personal entertainment system with each seat. And the higher ceiling of the plane makes things feel not as cramped as on shorter flights. We are definitely on our way!
If you read yesterday’s post, you know this week had its wrinkles. But I knew that, as I plodded my way through my to do list, and made my way around the surprises, the end would come and I would in fact be on an airplane at the end of the week on vacation. And here I am, on the way to Dubai.
Why Dubai?
Because we have heard it is amazing to see and we have friends who live there and we have talked about it for years. My husband has wanted to go for quite some time and I have been the apprehensive one. At one point we had the trip scheduled and I convinced him to reschedule.
Yes, the unrest in the Middle East has me a little rattled, but I feel as though we will be safe. And it is time to hand that anxiety over, jump in and have faith.
Of course I must be honest here and admit that as I buckled my seat belt on the airplane, I did take a deep breath to calm all those butterflies in there. I felt a bit like I was buckling up for a roller coaster… I had faith it would be a good trip, but still was a little uneasy about the unknown adventure ahead. But God has me. And He is in control.
I know I’ll get a little razzing from our friends once we get there. I bet they have been wondering if I ever would get on a plane and actually visit. I have now!
So what’s ahead?
We plan to snow ski (yes, you read that right, snow ski) take in the beach and water parks, go on a dessert safari complete with a dessert barbecue, belly dancers (although I am pretty sure belly dancers don’t have anything to do with the heritage of this area) and camel rides (our seven year-old has been giving us advice concerning camels and spitting for two weeks now) and take in the culture of the city.
I have no doubt it will be a full week of sight-seeing and enjoying long-time friends and taking in something very different than anything we’ve ever experienced.
First, we gotta get there, though. Only 6 and a half more hours to go.
**This was post was written last week. We are now back home and adjusting to reality.**
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