This is an oldie that I just stumbled upon in my notes on my phone, recounting my arrival on a trip to Abu Dhabi/Dubai in 2015 (yep, the trip I booked on an error fare for $187). Excuse the typos. This was copied and pasted directly from the notes in my phone aka where all my random rants and ramblings tumble from my head to the keyboard with no regard to grammar and perfect punctuation.
Coming off the terminal feeling those newbie flutters was a feeling all too familiar. No matter how much, how far and wide I travel, I always get the jitters.
“Ok, where do I go? Let me just follow the crowd. You reeeally need to learn how to pack lighter.” All these thoughts ran through my head as I scurried through the airport. Customs…baggage claim, those were a breeze. Well, despite the fact that this oil I packed leaked out in the front pocket of my suitcase. Great. But no time to dwell on it…I gathered my bags and headed to duty free to purchase me some spirits, since this is a “dry” country and all.