We're now sitting in the nearly deserted airport at Incheon, waiting for our 8am departure. Every time that we find ourselves in this situtation, the boy and I just pretend that we're on The Amazing Race. We've got a little section of benches all to ourselves and we've set up shop.
It's funny, because as I was on the bus of death (or serious injury), I was reminiscing about last Christmas. We practically had the exact same time off that we do this year. December 23rd-27th. Last Christmas Eve was spent craning our necks at the Burj Kalifa, riding camels, eating shwarmas, sand surfing, getting henna tattoos, and sleeping outside under the stars in the middle of the desert.
We awoke early on Christmas day, said Merry Christmas to all of our sleepover companions, and then the mister and I hopped on a plane and set off for Bahrain where we met our good friend May. We both fell in love with Bahrain almost instantly. May took such great care of us and we had the priviledges of watching falcon training on royal property and experiencing Azza for the first time. We also ate like kings!
|May showing Ryan Sheldon and I the best Bahraini shwarmas|
And after two glorious days spent in Bahrain, we headed back to Dubai for a little skiing and beach time before our departure home.
|Ryan, Sarah, Tawny, Chris|