I’ve almost been in Dubai in a month now and am settling into the rhythms of life here. Yes, I am still mentally and vocally referencing Friday as ‘Saturday’ (still can’t get my head around the new weekend it would seem) but we have discovered a few bits to make things a little easier...
Firstly, Kibsons (thanks to a tip-off from a Grazia piece on DXB life hacks by the women who know it best) - a fruit and veg wholesaler that will deliver a big box of fresh produce to your front door for a very reasonable price. Gone are my days of accidently paying the equivalent of a fiver for a small bag of lettuce at Spinneys. Having a well-stocked fridge definitely reduces the temptation to summon my mates at Deliveroo, which can only be a positive.
I’ve also addressed the old lack of steps (and general movement) problem by signing up to F45 at Dubai Marina for regular exercise blasts – I got addicted to this in London just before I left so very pleased to be able to indulge my habit here too. In general the fitness scene here is excellent with ample spin studios, Barry’s Bootcamp, Orangetherory, Crossfit boxes and Barre classes all dotted around the city.
Steps have also been upped by regular mall days. I never thought that I would be someone who would relish spending almost 6 hours within a shopping mall but there we go! It turns out that it’s actually a pretty delightful pastime if with a friend with similar shop tastes and regular, planned snack breaks. The Dubai Mall is mammoth and the novelty of having to use an app with GPS to find H&M is not lost on me.
Another Dubai revelation came in the form of attending a Ladies' Night, which - contrary to my preconceptions - does not have to involve being in the midst of crowds of whooping girls in body-con dresses and stilettos drinking bubbles; instead you can collect 3 drink tokens (what's the catch?!) dressed in office attire while working through bar snacks such as deep-fried Babybels.
Finally, this week we have welcomed a new addition to the family. Little Reggie (nee Sunny), a tabby cat has landed in our apartment with a very loud meow. I’ve never met a cat with vocal chords like it! Some have expressed their surprise that I’ve managed to get to the month mark without getting a cat, but I truthfully I had accepted my cat owning days were over (for a little while) when I sent my beloved London cat Dom to live in the countryside with my parents. However arriving here, I realised there are so many strays so I felt I needed to provide a home for at least one of them. At the moment Reg is still settling, but I’m hoping he will enjoy tower life with us.
Side note: I've made it through a whole article without mentioning how hot it is! Must be acclimatising...
Images: Instagram @kibsons