sabato 20 settembre 2014

Nieces and Nephew Grand Tour

I did it again. I booked yet another trip. This will be the nieces and nephew grandtour. First stop: Stuttgart to meet my almost one year old niece Henrietta and her beautiful mom Bille. Then another stop in Brussels, to reunite with my sisters Fra, Ori and Cristina and my two adorable nieces Marta and Sofia. Those two  monkies make my iced heart melt. Finally, a last stop in London to see all my gals for a crazy night out but only after I get introduced to Oliver, my brand new nephew!

Yep, this will be an aunti-Tour. I am so excited. I am so happy.

domenica 14 settembre 2014

Musandam diving trip

What an absolutely ace week-end! It started with a six hour drive, which seemed endless. It took everyone else about 3.5 to 4 hours, but my group and I got...ehm.. lost and got stuck in the sand. I must have believed I was driving a 4X4 as I was choosing a short cut across the sand. Thankfully we were towed by two locals with their serious truck. They say you haven't properly experienced the deserted unless you have been towed...so here you go!

We finally reach our destination, Dibba port, and we embark on a beautiful old wooden dhow. Most divers are already there (3.5 to 4 hours remember?...argh). My new friends and I settle on the lower deck and I start dreaming about the sea life. I am mixed with excitement and fear as my risk calculating brain does not really come to terms with this new activity that I chose as the new hobby.

The next two days are all about the sea, diving, breathing, and watching in awe the under water life. Being under water brings out the spiritual side of me... there is so much silence, apart from the Darth Vader-like sound that emanates from the regulator.... We do 5 five dives in total, the night dive was particularly hard for me. Thankfully, my wonderful instructor Paola comes to my rescue (as of course I loose my buddy in panic) and holds my hand throughout the dive. This calms me down and allows me to gaze at one of the most beautiful and breathaking sceneries I have ever seen....

I think I am hooked! It has been a lovely adventure. Great fun, new people, new friends and more and more love for life...





By Tim Allen

lunedì 8 settembre 2014

Back in the desert

I just can't sleep. I guess I am still in (on?) London timezone... it is 1.47 in Abu Dhabi,  Milky Chance playing in the background. This was the soundtrack of my latest London adventure.

The floor of my flat is covered with many things: dirty laundry, shopping bags, reciepts... Maybe I am lazy or maybe I just don't want to pack away the smell of London, the memories of the last week with my friends... not just yet.

The recurring question while in London was: "When are you coming back Kami?" Only (!) 16 months ago the answer  escaped my mouth without hesitation: "Soon! A year? Max two!". Today after almost 1 and a half years (Emily, I learned- at last- how to say it properly in English!) I am not sure anymore... Abu Dhabi has been hard. No wait, that is an understatement. Abu Dhabi has been tremendously hard. Part of me is ashamed of such an expression. Afterall, I did not come to a war zone. I came to an amazing job, to a peaceful and prosperous country, to a city where, notwithstanding its strong traditional vibe and muslim character, it still allows me to be myself and enjoy a lifestyle that suits my personality and my western mentality.

Abu Dhabi has been hard because it meant taking touch decisions, leaving loved ones, saying goodbye to many people, to some for good ... making a leap of faith. It meant closing a chapter of my life. They say every end is a new beginning, so it has been... These last months passed with ups and downs but if anything it brought me closer to many people in ways I could not have hoped for.

"Loveland - by Milky Chance"

Abu Dhabi did not but confirm my belief that "Life is a journey,  not a destination", and if you haven't done so already please read the beautiful poem "Ithaka" by Cavafy...which sums up my journey (courtesy of my sister Dimi). Such journey, however, could not have been possible if I did not have the love and support of quite a few people. My mother, first and foremost, who always believes in me and in my decisions and who is the only one who will always love me unconditionally (thank you Leo for teaching me that). But as this is what you'd expect from your mother, especially one who is "awesome" as mine (and who knows me understands I do not use this word lightly), my gratitude goes to my friends out there, too many to list and who have not left me alone. Never.
They are scattered between England, Palestine (yes you sis!), Italy, Belgium, Abu Dhabi, the States, Germany, Switzerland, Dubai, Ireland, Macedonia, Greece, Qatar ...

They took planes, spent hours on skype, on whatsapp, viber... you name it, to make me feel closer. Our friendship, if anything, just became stronger and stronger over the past 16 months. They made the concept of distance a very relative one... so it is the thought of them that is keeping me awake now perhaps ...

I love you all dearly... it is 2.41 now. I kiss you all goodnight
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