I have been getting flooded with little anecdotes about Dubai for the last month or so, and is it just me or does it seem like the strangest place on earth? It’s like Las Vegas in the Middle East, but with no booze or gambling. Hitting up the monstrous malls is the recommended daily activity. And not only are there amazing clothes (thrift stores?), the grocery stores are supposed to be phenomenal and filled with foods and produce from all over the world. And I know some people who seriously love to grocery shop. Oh and they have an indoor ski resort! Do you think the ceiling is painted to look like the sky?
Anyway, I might possibly go to this manmade heaven — my bro and Catherine might have to move there for work and they’ll fly me out to be their nanny. Just thinking about the feasts Andrew would cook makes my mouth water, but Dubai? Really? And me a nanny? Ha.
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