It's a bittersweet feeling. Seven months ago, my daughters and I packed our bags and flew to the City of Gold to be with my husband. It was an exhausting yet exciting experience — a new country to explore and the start of another chapter in our lives.
Touchdown in Dubai. I never thought that a desert could be cold, but it was January, the peak of the winter season. I was quite surprised. I hadn’t noticed how grand the airport was; we were transported by a train to the main area. It was our first time traveling abroad, and we didn’t know much about this country. Everything felt foreign. Thankfully, an auntie from the same flight helped us get through immigration. And there, I saw beautiful faces from the Middle East, Africa, India, Asia, and many other places. Some were still wearing their colorful traditional clothes. It made me wonder why Filipinos no longer wear the Barong and Saya on regular days.
After the long, roundabout process at immigration, we finally proceeded to the arrival area and saw my loving husband waiting for us, beaming with a smile. It was a happy moment.
Our first meal in Dubai was Jollibee! But not the usual snacks we eat in the Philippines — Jollibee here had a twist. They offered Shawarma and Biryani meals, which I really liked, by the way. Jollibee has always been my comfort food. After dinner, we walked a little with our luggage and met our flat mates. There were four of them. We exchanged quick hellos and finally got some sleep after the long journey.
(photo credit: Aleksandar Pasaric)
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