The irony is that I am still in a sandbox, but that of the United States’ desert Southwest instead of the dunes of the Arabian peninsula.
The sand is red here and there are mountains towering to 4000 meters nearby so the scenery is a bit more vertical than in Abu Dhabi. My current location lacks the beaches though. I haven’t been back here in over a year but felt I had never left. It’s funny that when I am in Abu Dhabi, my place in the U. S. seems but a distant and dim memory and vice versa, almost like a dream.
Travelling such vast distances makes you realize how small the world really is and how a couple of day’s travel can quickly put one in touch with family, friends and familiar places. No wonder the physical body protests the sudden change. I am still in the jet lag fog but hope things will be clearer in a day or two.
One word of advice, do not press the cabin crew call button from your seat, especially numerous times from the coach cabin. A fellow passenger across the aisle, who did not seem a frequent flyer, did this to summon the flight attendents several times to ask dumb questions and to complain. If looks could kill!
