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Sula Powell: Life in the studious lane
April 29, 2016
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It is absolutely super having some free time again. In reality it is also known as study time, as our teachers keep tirelessly trying to drill into our minds but failing continuously. Lots of free time, potentially far too much free time, I can perhaps see myself missing and yearning for classes — although that is most definitely unlikely to occur, unless under an extreme and very, very rare case.

The only negative that appears to coincide with an abundance of free time is the need to spend money, something of which the majority of students do not have readily available (apart from my peers that drive to class in a Porsche Cayenne or Ferrari) and as confirmed numerous times, I am well and truly included within that category. I still however manage to enjoy myself without spending in excess, mostly because I am aware my bank statements are received and scrutinised monthly by mother. I do hope when she sees ‘Taste Kitchen’ appearing weekly she manages to associate it with something studious and uni related, and not the coconut prawns I greedily and unnecessarily consume!

I did something new (miraculously non-food related by the way), another activity successfully ticked off my list — I went to see Kevin Hart in Abu Dhabi, which was the last stop on his What Now? tour. I have never been to live stand up comedy, secretly I know my cringeworthy laugh is disgustingly embarrassing and not to be heard in public places, but there was no way I was going to miss Kevin Hart whilst he was a mere hour away from me!

I think I laughed so much I developed a mild migraine, and I also magnificently managed to choke on my drink — do not try and intake liquids when someone is mid-joke, particularly someone like Kevin Hart. My favourite white, Zara trousers are now perfectly stained with a tear-jerking amount of stubborn cranberry speckles. Thankfully I always carry a scarf which was strategically placed to avoid screening my now off white/ faded pink trousers. I am also very displeased there was a ‘no video or photographs’ policy. My friend back in Scotland was expecting a Skype call mid-show to see Kevin, but I feel undergoing the risk of getting thrown out and missing the whole show, borders on being stupid.

For all my avid and devoted monthly followers — I am optimistically assuming there at least some people out there who like to read my overly dramatic and ‘exciting’ student adventures, otherwise I will just have to pretend I am well received — you will know every article I write is quite clearly not complete without the mention of food.

I think I may have found two more amazing restaurants to add to my ever-increasing favourite food places. It was my friend’s birthday (a ‘big’ and very special birthday) so we decided to deem it a birthday week rather than just the norm, over one day — 24 hours is never enough time to try three different restaurants.

The first place we went to was Toko at the Vida Hotel, I was mesmerised by the water walls (this is a must for my future home) never mind the food! I tried black cod for the very first time, which was incredible. I am furious at myself for depriving my stomach from such a beautiful fish for so long. However, judging from the price I am positive my stomach will be deprived from it once again for a further, extremely long time.

I was introduced to Switch in Dubai Mall — this place seems to be the haven for young and trendy Arabs, probably why I have never been before! I do however, consider myself trendy but I am of course not Arab (although I think my H&M long cardigan can pass as an abaya). I am literally in awe of the girl’s flawless makeup, eyebrows and hair, I am still evidently working on that.

I have only been for dessert, three times now, which I think is more than enough, I do not want to develop diabetes. The hot lotus cake along with ice cream and the caramel syringe is unbelievable, but the melted kinder egg and the hot chocolate sauce is the most satisfying thing I have ever watched!
Sula Powell is a Scottish/Jamaican business student at
Heriot Watt University in Dubai. Sula is a keen horse rider
and a part time model holding a number of prestigious titles
including Europe’s Perfect Junior Teen. For the remainder
of her journey in the UAE, Sula will be sharing her experiences
on the ups and downs of student life.

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