Life is Dubai can be bloody frustrating. Some times doing something that should be simple, like paying a bill or getting some gas for your BBQ, can turn into a full-day project. Hell, it can be a full-week project. You can get asked pointless questions: "Would you like to pay with cash or card? Sorry, we only take cash." You will get cut off every.single.time you go for a drive anywhere. Speaking to someone on the phone can be confusing and maddening. Often things just don't make sense. I have lost my patience so many times since I landed on these shores and I'm a patient person.
Then you get home and you realise that this is your backyard. And there's no way you'd be able to have this as your backyard if we lived in Australia. A morning coffee, a dig in the sand, a warm balmy breezy - just your average Thursday morning. Sitting here washes away every frustration, every 'if we were in Australia...', every hand wring.
Skip reckons there's a lot of pressure having day-after-day of perfect weather. No rain, no cold blustery to keep you inside under your doona. I'm pretty sure I could get used to it.