Old Doha New Doha

Arriving days ago to Doha wasn’t as daunting as it might have been, after all, I’d been to and lived-in Doha before. It was my first stop when I emigrated from Ireland in 2010 and it was where I called home for almost two years. Moving back to a place where you lived before offers…

Back to Doha

I had braced myself for any news, our respite in Ireland couldn’t last forever, and I knew we would soon have to embark on another journey, an adventure, to some far flung foreign destination. Luckily for me our first expatriation, Doha, had cracked the seal on the cocoon of living in Ireland and our last…

Rules en Route

If you ever find yourself immigrating to Indonesia, make sure to take every opportunity to make the 13 million hours of necessary travel time as pleasurable as possible. To dilute the effects of the travel time and to incorporate the processing of entry visas to Indonesia, the chosen route to Indonesia was, Dublin – Dubai…

Hard to Say Goodbye

It comes round to the time of year again when summer must end and the trip back to Abu Dhabi to serve another term is nigh. Ninety per cent of expat wives in Abu Dhabi and around the Middle East travel to their native countries to escape the too-hot Arabian summer months.  For many it’s…

Hell hath no fury like a mammy on a plane

Queuing for the night flight from Heathrow to Dubai with three kids, four hand luggage items, I get a growing sinking feeling about the availability of the inadequate bassinette. Far from considering myself a seasoned traveler however, I have had of recent years intensive and extensive experience in travelling with children both old and young…