december in dubai

ok, so this is my first entry as a dubai madame blogger. i have been wanting to start this blog since i arrived in dubai (6 months ago) but as time passes in light years here in the emirates, i'm only getting the chance to do it now.

first of all, let's get one thing clear and out of the way : my being a "dubai madame" has nothing to do with any sort of illegal or illicit activities, it's plain and simply because i am married - to a frenchman - hence, i am a "madame", and currently living in dubai. we chose dubai because (so we thought) it was "the place to be". but the problem was that no-one told us that it was only "the place to be" if you have over a 1 million USD in your bank account... so we came over in a real adventure and had reality slap us in the face shortly after our arrival. and now we live a regular middle-class life : we have decent jobs (nothing fancy-schpancy where we get paid truckloads or have 50 people work under us), we have a cute little car (as my monsieur says "just small enough so that if we can't find a parking space, he can fit it in his pocket" - more about parking spaces later), we live in a comfortable little apartment & we love eating out. basically, we live an average joe's (or average jacques, if you will) kind of life. but we're happy.

of course, no blog on dubai would be complete without some mention of the heat (next paragraph) or the traffic. so here goes : the traffic - we decided to live in sharjah for convenience and because the rent was less than half of what we'd pay in dubai. what we didn't bank on was the hours we'd lose in traffic everyday. it really is a nightmare. and then comes the issue of parking spaces - apart from trying to take into account the traffic when planning to go anywhere, you also have to try to estimate how much time it will take you to find a parking space. depending on where you are and the time of day, it can take anything from 5 mins to 1 and a half hours (i am not joking).

nonetheless, we've managed to live through what was the hottest weather we've ever had to deal with in our lives (the buttons on my cellphone melted !) and are now eagerly awaiting to embrace winter. just as a quick note of advice to anyone wanting to visit dubai - DO NOT COME OVER BETWEEN JUNE & AUGUST ! at 7h, one july morning, people were so drenched with sweat, that it looked as if they had taken a shower with their clothes on...

anyway, so, about december in dubai : apparently, we are in the midst of winter and apart from chilly mornings & evenings and about 5 incidents of rain, winter is being rather elusive. the funny part is that, fashionally speaking, people just refuse to miss out on winter. and so, about 2 months ago (when it was officially "autumn") - while monsieur and i were still merrily traipsing around in birkenstocks and rather light garments - people were already donning knee-length fur-lined boots and hoodies ! i rather admire their nonchalance, though. i mean, why let something as unimportant as temperatures exceeding 25°C prevent them from wearing woollen coats and faux-fur ponchos ? even when you go shopping, it's as if the stores are located in some parallel climatic universe - the coats, the jerseys, the hats, the boots, ohhhh, the boots.... all for this fantasy winter. i longingly caress the gorgeous winter gear on display (in a moment of weakness, i even bought a faux-fur cuffed tunic that i don't have the guts to wear) and i'm trying to convince dear monsieur to come with me to that ice lounge (you know, where EVERYTHING is made of ice : the chairs, the tables right down to the crockery) just to be able to feel cold (and so that i can wear my tunic without feeling like a complete idiot).

for the moment, he's not giving in, him being more of a summer person, you see. he could happily live his life being neighbours with the sun whereas i am a totally winter person : i love feeling piercingly-cold wind against my face; being caught in the rain and getting drenched; having to have to warm your hands against a mug of some hot beverage - that is true bliss for me. i recently read an article about going on holiday to antarctica (aka. the south pole) - it's the least visited continent on earth (i wonder why ?) and therefore the least explored place too. the article even included a picture of camping out on a massive plain of pure white snow, it almost looked like sleeping on a cloud. it would be my dream vacation. i mean, layers and layers of clothing, breathing in pure crisp air, and a safari with emperor penguins ! there is also an option where you can ski 2km from the edge of the continent - although i don't think i'll sign up for that activity though as the last time i attempted to ski (at 2 Alpes, near Grenoble in France - a fabulous destination for a ski holiday), i almost crashed into a group of 4-year olds, had huge fears of jumping off the ski-lift, then felt as if i was way too out-of-control when i was actually managing to move along, and, despite everyone being of the opposite opinion, found it much easier to trudge along the snow in the ski boots, rather than to actually ski. needless to say, after the first piste (as they call the "ski slope" in french), i decided to spend the rest of the day merrily eating snow (yes, i really did) and watching everybody else enjoy a sport that i was definitely not made for.

but anyway, for now, there are no ski pistes to worry about (unless you count ski dubai at the mall of the emirates), no planned holidays to the south pole, and i am still waiting to see how much colder it gets here in dubai, so watch this space, there's lots more to come...