Twenty fifteen.
I had no intentions on writing this one, but it feels odd to bid adieu to 2015 without popping in a quick little post. With less than half an hour left to hit 2016, the house filled with aroma of cinnamon from the apple crumble cake which is baking away in the oven and the mister sitting next to me, i feel extremely content and happy. We celebrated new years eve by tidying up our home and unboxing what feels like the hundredth moving box and running out to the superstore only to find it closed an hour before. Giggles were shared, dinner has been had and we are waiting on devouring the apple crumble while watching the fireworks from the comforts of our home. The last night of 2015 and this feels perfect in every sense.
2015 has been one heck of a year with the initial half being extremely taxing on both of us. We travelled and laughed; cried and sulked, lost and found and will continue to do so. I can't think of a better way to begin 2016 with us being in our very first home. While everyone is going on about ''new-year-new-me'' shiz again, i just plan on being happy, content and the plain old me.
Hoping for good things. Happy 2016!!
This is home.
After almost a year of searching, over 42 house visits, a receding hairline and empty bank balance later; we have finally bought our very first home! This is a milestone in our relationship and words cannot describe the emotions and adrenaline running through our veins at the moment. Such high!
The land of sand: Dubai.
It all started on a dry afternoon in March, with a text from the Mr. "Fancy a trip to dubai for easter?", the text said. He loves travelling; that guy, but the prospect of meeting my niece was more than enough for me to get on board. A spontaneous trip was planned and tickets booked the very same day.
The journey didn't exactly have the best kickstart, with us being held inside the flight for over two hours before take off owing to 'technical difficulties'. Not the kind of phrase you would want to hear before a six hour flight. Something wrong with the left phalange I thought to myself, giggling and horrified in equal measures. (FRIENDS reference right there for ya!). Claustrophobic and just wishing they would let us out and be on a flight which has both its engine in working order, we waited.
Dubai welcomed us with a heavy sand storm. Typical. The minute we got out the airport everything was yellow, with minimum visibility or air to breath! Luckily, it remained a guest only till noon. The succeeding three days were filled with laughter and fun. We drove around giant sand dunes and 'DID NOT' freak out at the huge ascend and decent of the 4X4, the guys got on camels one of which nearly attacked Prakash leaving us in splits of laughter. We relished on arabic cuisine, went to Marina and witnessed what can only be described as fairylight heaven. I kissed Soul the dolphin and bought a swimwear worth 150 pounds because I was stupid enough to not take a spare set of clothes. Well, you win some, you lose some. Isn't that how it goes?
I haven't seen a better contradictory city than Dubai. Posh and luxurious but dusty, humid and hot. Vast and developed but busy and congested at the same time. Travelling from a place filled with greenery and lushness to a dry, posh city with never ending sky scrappers was definitely a change of scene for us. I just wish it wasn't as dry and humid as it is, unless which, I would pack my bags and move to the land of sand in an instant.
November.
November is for dark skies and crying clouds. For sniffles and tissues; for shivers and and strong breeze. Finding the perfect christmas tree and dotting it with glittery baubles. It is indeed the start of the most wonderful time of the year.
Here are the highlights of the month in doodles, sort of a sequel to a week of chalk doodles, if you will.
The walk to yoga class was a work out in itself with lots of dashing in and out of the house either to retrieve a forgotten yoga mat or to get the umbrella and walking round in circles trying to find the class.
Post yoga burns and such.
My excitement for this time of the year has certainly rubbed off on the Mr. We bought a spanking new christmas tree and are very pleased about it. I mean, look at our ginning faces.
Harry potter marathon nights for the umpteenth time.
Laughter galore when he tried to pick me up from the couch, a few minutes after which, i was on his shoulders getting a ride around the house. We live life on the wild side!
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The tree went up few days ago and the house is looking super festive.
November, you were short and sweet. Time to say goodbye and roll on December.
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