28.09.2013 41 °C
We had dinner with Vic and Pam before heading out for our early morning flight.
The alarm beeped at 2.30 to signal time to get our act together for our flight.
We were met at the Formule 1 by our 71 year old taxi driver. Arrived Emirates ready to fly.
Got to our seats and were happy with our seats. Flight went well bit of a punish physically.
Arrived Dubai met at the airport by our driver to be transported to our hotel Savoy Central. 41 degrees wow a shock to the system!!
Savoy Central in the poorer end of town. We went to the supermarket in our jet lagged state and wandered the store. Lebanese bread, meatballs baba ganush and houmus in hand we wandered back to the hotel. New sights, sounds, smells and language!
Around 4.40 a call to prayer went up from the local mosque.
We were just too tired so went to bed at 6.30!!
We awoke at 4.30 bright eyed and bushy tailed. Shortly after waking we were called to prayer by the neighbouring mosque, 15 minutes later prayers started. Yes we are in Dubai!!
Carpe Diem we decided. Had read in the Lonely Planet guide to visit a Pakistani Restaurant called Ravi, we headed there. Quite an experience, being the only female, white and a western in the restaurant was a novelty for me and the other patrons.
We were given this spiced cereal. Yumm, followed by a Dahl and hot bread, tea. Great start to the day.
Our bodies and minds tingling with new experiences and whilst the sun was still low we started our quest to view Dubai. We walked and walked watching the city come to life. Vehicles being driven on the wrong side of the road very fast.
The cities sky line changing as the sun rose higher in the sky and the temperature gauge creeping to unbearable.
We decided to use the transport system. We walked to the nearest metro station and after starring at the map for a considerable time and bickering over the place to travel, we swallowed our pride and gave up our independent Status and asked the information desk for directions. That sorted, electronic ticket in hand we went up to the station. First pho par was me entering a packed train with my husband being greeted by hostile looks and a reluctance to let us in the carriage. After alighting we saw in the next carriage we had joined a men only carriage!! Oops!!
We were on our way to the Dubai Mall. What a place!! Muslim women and men in robes dining in this coffee shop. Such an amazing and surreal sight! Passing a camel milk cafe offering real camel milk and camel hotdogs we decided we would pass!!
An amazing huge place with high end stores and high end prices. Window shopping was the plan for our meagre budgets. Ice skating rinks, aquariums, Souks and three storey waterfalls.
We decided to head back to near our hotel. This time a little more experienced riding the metro system.
A quick dip in the pool. Then onto the Old Dubai Soul and docks.
We we're late in the day, so a lot of the shops were closed but a few of the die hards were still there. One shop keeper beckoned us in to his shop. We were showed the ancient art of baking enamel onto brass plates and then hand painting and curing to create the most amazingly intricate plates and bowls. The art of hand painting on cotton to make beautiful table clothes. Next door the spice soul, an array of smells and unusual things.
Then back for a stroll along the dock, a cool breeze. Amazing old wooden boats ferrying workers from one side of the river to the other.
Walking past a palacial building which was the ruler of Dubai's domain, complete with two heliports. Shortly before sunset the mosque closest to us started it's call to prayer, what an amazing sound as the calls were echoed across the city from different mosques.
We wandered up into the textile market to be greated by want to buy a pashmina every step of the way. A street vendor making pakora and other spicey parcels of yum. 6 pieces of deliciousness in hand in a paper bag to share we headed into glitter gulch.
Wow this city comes alive at night! Wall to wall people, bright lights, traffic jams. Shops with overflowing displays of chocolates and sweets of every shape, colour and variety enticing us to buy.
Bathroom stop called ventured into KFC the bathroom looked as though a kids party had been attended with water bombs. Hoses had been used, I will let you fill in the blanks.
Back to the hotel for a dreadful dinner then off to bed.