I couldnt feel my feet. I have been walking from gate to gate for 10 hours strait, I have lost 6 pounds(yes!) and I couldnt get any sleep. So this is how manual labor goes, gone are the days when keyboards are used as battle weapons. Now I have to endure the pain of walking and smiling amidst my exhaustion.

But why is it still fun? hehehehe I'm loving the people, I love seeing everyone wanting to give up but trying not to. I wont say it's not the money, it absolutely has everything to do with money, but the other side of it are the daily learnings and surprises I get. Thousands of people need me everyday, some travelling in first and business class seem still in denial about it, but I'm amazed by the thought that I have the power to either help them get to where they need to go or simply stop them from doing so. Its the rush in the airport that keeps me standing and smiling throughout my shift.

I'm planning to go to Gold souk this weekend, it will be my first trip/ bus adventure alone. Hope I find a nice piece. ciao! xoxo