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Not having a plan can be the best plan of all


Since I've moved to Dubai, I have been working on becoming a more flexible person. Most of the time, I am a planner, an organizer, and a perfectionist; however, I am beginning to learn that sometimes not having a plan can be the best plan of all!

A few weeks ago, we found out we were set to have a 3-day weekend in June. Obviously, I wanted to take full advantage of this situation and go somewhere for a few days. I spoke with a few friends and it was decided that we would do something together. Paintballing, Jet skiing, Hiking, Road trip...lots of ideas came up. Unfortunately, the weekend came faster than expected, we hadn't planned anything and all the hotels around the UAE were booked up. I was truly upset, thinking I wasn't going to do anything fun on my last long weekend of the school year. Nevertheless, my one friend and I decided that we would go on a road trip together no matter what and we were going to have fun! 

Yesterday (June 6th), my friend came over and we decided that we were going to drive up to Snoopy Island in Fujairah. But wait, things did not turn out as expected. We did not find our way to Fujairah. We made it to Ras Al Khaimah instead for a short tour, before all of a sudden we found ourselves back in Dubai. We spent a whole 3 hours in the car, exploring, chatting, laughing and when we returned to Dubai, we decided to go to the beach. Though we did not make it to our destination, for me, this day was still a success because I finally got the opportunity to swim in the sea here in Dubai. We swam, ate dinner and swam some more in the darkness of the night. 

Since we never made it, we thought it would be a good idea for us to try to go to Snoopy Island again today (June 7th). Luckily, this time, a couple of our friends drove us there. The drive up to Fujairah was absolutely amazing. We got to drive through some rocky mountains, which for me, is always a great experience. I have to say, listening to old school songs made the trip that much more interesting too. Finally, once we made it to Snoopy Island, we swam and ate some dinner. We returned to Dubai in the evening and continued to have fun in the pool. 

So, all in all, this weekend turned out a lot better than I thought it would. I did a lot of swimming, which is great and I got in many many laughs, which is even better.

Next adventure...Rome in 3 weeks...Stay tuned... 



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