The flight was fine from Sydney and I managed to catch some sleep between movies and a midnight presentation of a birthday cake from one of the hostesses. That was a surprise!
Dubai reminds me of Sim City, the simulation game the kids played on the Macs all those years ago. No sooner is one architectural gem finished, then another springs from the desert sands.
Kafer took us on a three hour drive around the main sights, and though many were closed for Friday prayers, the traffic was light on the six lane thoroughfares. We stepped out of the safety of the air conditioning into the glare and heat of the desert to walk through a small market where I tried on a head scarf, into an art museum where most things were for sale and I was followed closely by a young woman who must have thought my camera bag was a place to stash the very fine Islamic treasures on display and along the Dubai Creek where piles of goods were stacked bound for Iran on the moored dhows along the wharves. Many places were mentally noted for tomorrow’s excursion.
Glad to hear they looked after you with a cake on the plane dad! Are you staying at the Atlantis?
Yeah! We stayed at the Atlantis. The driver dropped us off next to the other snappers while he did a lap. I knelt down on the pavement to get a good angle on the photo of a number plate !! and burnt my knee on the concrete.