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Reality check




Many people have been asking me how things are going in Dubai and the truth is: things have been difficult!

It’s not easy leaving everything behind, moving to a new country, starting a new job and making new friends. After almost 2 weeks, I still have no internet, no car and very little furniture in my apartment.

If I break down my day (from Sunday to Thursday), it looks something like this:
I get up at 5:55 a.m., go to work, come home around 4:30-5:00 p.m., eat dinner (in my bed), do some work (in my bed), write in my journal (in my bed)…then, I go to bed (in my bed)!!! Ok, wait! I forgot to mention that I do go for a walk almost every night (not in my bed)! :)

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve done some fun things as well! I’ve gone to many malls, I’ve had some great meals, I had a barbecue on the beach and I’ve met some pretty cool people.

It’s obvious that moving away from everything you know will have it’s ups and downs, but one thing is for sure…I will never ever regret my decision to move abroad no matter how hard things may seem to get at times, because I know that, in the end, my expectations will be met.

My expectations:

-professional growth: getting IB training, gaining experience teaching in an international school, learning more strategies on how to teach French as a second language

-personal growth: pushing myself into new situations, living on my own, making new friends, travelling and learning about new places and cultures

I’ve always agreed that overcoming obstacles makes a person stronger…but, seriously watch out, soon I’ll be able to lift a bus! :)

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