Our much-anticipated holiday started on Christmas Day. We flew Business Class via Emirates to Dubai, the first stop on our six week break. Paul and I were looking forward to our first local tour – a trip into the desert to watch the sun set over the sand and dine Arabic style in a deserted fort.
A driver, whom we later learned was called Mohammed, collected us from the Hilton Hotel in Dubai Creek, expertly steering the People Carrier along busy dual carriageways, modern roundabouts and road junctions. ‘I wonder whether we’re the only ones going,’ I whispered to Paul. ‘It’s overkill using this size vehicle if that’s the case!’ Paul joked. The upper part of the Burj Khalifa, currently the tallest building in the world, was visible in the distance. It reminded us of our disappointment at being unable to secure a reservation to visit this iconic building.
We were making good speed along a smart…
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