You're well out of it. They can stick it to be perfectly honest. Cafe del Mar in Dubai now to placate a bunch of w*nky booze-soaked expats on day release from their concrete boxes ? Give me a flipping break. Being in that part of the world is "living" with a small "l". A bit like Penis, but with a small p. Virtually shackled to various degrees and in various forms and guises depending on your position. You might as well be in an animal reserve - the locals almost certainly view you as their zoo specimens of varying degrees of curiosity, and the property of the company whose brand is on your forehead (... I mean papers).
Don't blow all your hard-earned tax free cash in Vegas in an explosion of post-repression mania (though I could quite understand it if you did ..)
DC-10 will be suitably levelling I'm sure
. Welcome home to the real world.