Sadly, I have no video for you this week. Unfortunately this is just because I do not have enough footage to make a video! The last little while I have just been cracking down on work. The Hyatt are keeping us busy with a project on corporate synergy and the weekends and evenings I am spending doing some work for SnuggleMuffin. Busy busy busy!
I have been round many departments over the last little while including Front desk, guest services, reservations, revenue and housekeeping. It is difficult to imagine what a huge operation this is until you see it for yourself. With 674 rooms, 186 apartments, 14 restaurants and 1087 employees, there is a lot going on and the structure and organization has to be flawless to make sure it all runs smoothly.
But in this blog I’d like to talk about how different life is for a hospitality employee over here in Dubai. The scary part about it is that every aspect of your life in Dubai seems to be subject to your employer. For example, a waiter working in the Grand Hyatt Dubai lives in accommodation owned by Hyatt, takes transport run by Hyatt, gets every meal in the Hyatt cafeteria, buys his groceries in the shop in the accommodation, has his bed linen and uniform cleaned and ironed by Hyatt. If this waiter wants to go home to visit he has to have this approved by three people in the hotel, then Hyatt will book his flight, and he has to fill out several forms in order to get his passport back which is kept in a locked safe by Hyatt. In order to get the passport he has to have a guarantor who will pay money if the person does not return to work. If this waiter wishes to purchase a phone or an internet modem, he has to have a signed permission slip and deposit from his employer, and the national identity cards issued to everybody here are directly linked to the employer. It is so scary how at home, work is just another part of our lives, but here your employer IS your life and controls everything in it.
It has its positive sides too. For example, the fact that all the employees, including the executive committee all live in the same accommodation (although there are different ‘levels’ of apartments) creates a kind of sense of community. When you see your manager getting the same bus as you to work in the morning it makes you feel like you are in it together. It is just all very interesting to think about.
As for Claire’s blog topic of the week, with only nine days to go I have been reflecting a lot on what this experience has brought me. The past seven weeks have been a rollercoaster with good and bad experiences. I was skeptical about coming to Dubai, knowing it would be a complete culture shock but I am so glad I came to experience it (although I probably won’t be returning to Dubai in a hurry!) It has been fascinating seeing a part of the world which is so divorced from what we are used to in everyday life back home. The internship itself has exposed me to departments I had never even thought about before and let me see how things run on such a large scale. Dubai is such a multicultural city and I have been working for the past seven weeks with people from all over the world, it has taught me a lot not only about different cultures but also about how to work with different personalities, I feel my interpersonal skills have greatly improved through this exposure.
The most challenging thing for me, I honestly have to say, is missing home. I have lived away from Scotland for long periods of time before, but never in a country which is such a dramatic contrast to it. It makes me really appreciate Scotland, and Glasgow in particular. I am sad that the internship is ending and I’m sure you all are too – but here are some of the things I am really looking forward to get you geared up for going home!
- This is the biggie – fresh air, I can’t wait to step off the plane and breathe that crisp Scottish air
- Walking outside without thinking I have walked into an oven
- Brushing my teeth with cold water
- Not waking up every night at 4:30am to the call to prayer
- Seeing those green living objects outside… what are they called again?
- Selecting my shoes in the morning without having to consider whether they will melt
- Walking places (nobody walks in Dubai – anywhere)
- BACON
- The good old Scottish accent
- The delicious tap water
- The pound coins (they are so much nicer than other currencies)
- The sound of buskers as I walk down Buchanan street
And many, many more things. The funny thing is, I have never been very patriotic. In fact it has always been my dream to live anywhere but Scotland, but it’s not until you have an experience like this that you realize what a great little country we have.
I’m sure that everyone has had life changing experiences this summer; I know I certainly will never forget this trip, but it is important to remember that the past eight weeks are only part of our Saltire commitment. The next part is dedication back to our homeland, to help it continue to thrive and make it a better place.
Scotland – I missed you. Only nine more days!