Expat Life in Dubai

The weekend before Ramadan 2011.

July 29, 2011

Yesterday was the last Thursday before Ramadan. For all of you who are living in a non-Muslim country, the holy month of Ramadan is that time of the year for Muslims to fast (no eating and drinking during daylight) and is intended to teach them about patience, humility and spirituality. So for this whole month, most of the clubs will close down (loud music or merry-making not allowed) but some bars will still be serving drinks but loud music can’t be played. So for short, yesterday was the last Thursday to parteeeeee. Of course, me and my friends couldn’t miss it. I know, I know… I told you all before that I don’t like clubbing anymore but it’s been like a thing for me since I got here in Dubai to have a great closing party before Ramadan starts.

The venue was of course – Warehouse. That club where we all get 40% staff discount in everything. And when I say “everything”, I really meant EVERYSINGLEDAMNTHING! I spent less than AED100 last night for the following:

1 jack and coke
2 vodka sprites
1 bullfrog

And I got another free bullfrog from my friend or maybe it was her drink and I stole it from her. I don’t know anymore, memory is a bit hazy today. Hehehe. Anyway, last night was a BLAST!!!!! But it didn’t start that way though. I booked a taxi at 9pm to pick me up from my building but 1 hour and 30mins later, taxi still hasn’t come so with no other options, I had to go outside and wait for a cab off the road myself. I hate doing that. Why? Well, apart from the fact that it’s about 40 degrees outside, here in Dubai if you’re a girl and all dressed up to party and waiting for a cab out on the street – people will think that you’re a girl moonlighting as a hooker. So I’ve put on my ninja face last night before I even got out of my building and started screaming at the cars honking and stopping in front of me. Well, I sounded like this last night: WHAT?????? WHAT DO YOU WANT????? WHAT THE CRAP DO YOU WANT????? HOW MUCH???? IT WILL COST YOU YOURSELF GOING TO JAIL! LEAVE ME ALONE OR I WILL CALL THE POLICE!!!!!!! Imagine those words coming out of my mouth in a high-pitched voice and myself screaming at the top of my lungs – not a very pretty sight right? But if you’re in Dubai you have to be a tough girl and should be able to handle these assholes yourself or you will never survive. So yes, I think I’ve said those words about 14 times in a matter of 10 minutes that I was waiting for a cab. Crazy right?

Anyway, so we started the party at 11pm and ended at 3am. At some point, I remember removing my 3-inch stilettos and dancing like a mad woman without it. (To my friends who were with me last night: Was it just a dream or did I really dance without my shoes on?) I was also pretty sure that at some point, I was dancing like crazy with my queer friend and people were cheering and clapping their hands for us and I’m VERY sure that I was making a fool out of myself that time. Who cares? They wouldn’t see me again anyway (unless they’re working for the same company making the most out of the staff discount we get there – oh please God NO!!!!). But these I’m very sure happened last night: I had a great time with cool friends – old and new. My facial and stomach muscles aching can attest to that as I was laughing so much last night.

We went to Chowking in Karama after the party to feast on chicken lauriat and bulalo. YUMMMMMMEH! I remember lying on my bed at around 5am.

How about you? How did you spend the last Thursday before Ramadan?

P.S. I know I’m a Filipino and I’m supposed to take about a hundred photos for one night but all I have was this:

Bullfrog, the evil mixture of rum, vodka, tequila, gin, red bull and blue curacao.

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