And the journey continues . . .

It is market day today for us.  Our weekend in Dubai falls on Friday and Saturday. Usually, we prepare everything for the coming workweek during the weekend before, like this weekend. By the way, it is always “us” for me, because it is always me and my husband. We go anywhere together.

Anyway, #Dubai, and the United Arab Emirates for that matter, is already towards only a little more than a week before the end of Ramadan.  As we all probably know, our brother Muslims all over the world fast during the whole month of Ramadan as a form of sacrifice. At the breaking of their fast, they usually eat #dates before the beginning the Iftar meal, that’s the meal after sunset everyday. At the market today, the sight of the dates on display is very tempting. You know, it is not just a fruit for Iftar, but this fruit offers a wide range of health benefits. (More on dates some other time.)

Ok, on the preparations for the coming week. We got ourselves fish, shrimps, crabs, meat, and vegetables. For two persons, that is a long list. Yeah, but it will laIMG_2883st at least a couple of weeks for both of us. We save time going to the market so we can have time for – yeah – relaxation. If you are an OFW, a Filipino working overseas, time will mean so much more to you than how you spend your time when you are in the Philippines. (Again, more on the subject of time on my next blogs.)

Going to the market and choosing what you will have to sustain you for the coming week is a form of stress relief. It is like an outlet to unburden yourself of all that weighed on you during the last week. Maybe a form of self reward? I don’t know, but it feels good to be choosing what you will feed yourself with in the next days. I think this is a human form of self-gratification.

Gratification indeed, because we had superb lunch and dinner today. And for us, healthy too.  And much more cheaper than fast food.  Oh well, just giving myself and my husband a wider range of choices as to what we eat. We enjoy eating together (he he he).

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