I flew to Dubai and came back with something better than romance — perspective.
I didn’t go to Dubai to find myself, but to meet someone after three months of half-flirty, half-philosophical WhatsApp messages.
“I can’t catch feelings over text — we’ll have to meet in person.”
I booked a week at Atlantis The Royal, a hotel that looks like it was designed by a Bond villain with a skincare routine, hoping for both a holiday and a chance to see if we had chemistry.
Author's summary: A trip to Dubai brings unexpected perspective.