With a fresh issue, I always take a moment. Even though I've seen and sifted through everything from front to back and upside down, I want to read it once more. In silence. Turning the pages one by one, touching the paper, seeing the photos, diving into the stories. And when I immersed myself in the story of our Peggy, about where the greats of the earth vacationed, I got an idea. I saw Saint Barth, I saw The Hamptons, Croatia, and Saint-Tropez, but suddenly there was Dubai. You should know that I am a repeat offender because my best friend decided to emigrate to the Emirates. The plan was there, between the downpours, to spend a week in the sun, with our friends, just before summer starts here. I just need to discuss it with May, but hey, the magazine comes from her mind, so she’ll understand. So buy it, the latest Amayzine, at your own risk, you might just book a vacation from it. It’s on the shelf at your bookstore or Appie. You’ve been warned.