For the “school year people”, like myself, that exit the UAE the instant the last school bell rings in June and don’t return until the day before school starts, it can feel like punching time. Similar to working in a job where you feel under-utilized and under-stimulated, you can seek small solace in the fact…
On the approach of the anniversary of my departure from Ireland nearly two years ago, I look back on my initial attitude to emigration. I did draw a few lines in the sand at the time and while I stand firmly behind the principle of same, I would like to highlight that these projections were…
Coming from Doha, entering Abu Dhabi I feel like Dorothy clicking her red heeled shoes to change life from black and white to colour. The landscape is a lot greener a nice change from the monotonous beige of dusty Doha. Choice of accommodation for expats across the Middle East falls into three categories, a stand-alone…
It was on my departure from Doha Clinic and my arrival into the First Time Motherhood that I first felt the weight of being an emigrant in a Middle Eastern country without the support of family, friends and neighbours. As husband and I brought our baby boy on the silent but tension trimmed journey home,…
As I take in life in Qatar with all the awe and wonderment of a virgin emigrant the wise words of George Orwell regularly resonate in my mind, “We are all equal but some are more equal than others”. Service is an integral part of the Middle Eastern culture. There are service attendants at…
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