Last weekend we went to Dubai; it was so much fun! We stayed
there 3 nights in a hotel that was connected to the largest mall in the Middle
East. This mall had every store you can imagine, from Forever 21 (of course I
went there) to Sephora to Nike to Gucci and Prada. It also offered a wide
selection of restaurants including IHOP (went there too), Red Lobster, Chili’s,
Cheesecake Factory, Rainforest Café, and lots of others.
We took a taxi from the airport and there was a Muslim woman
as our driver! Our hotel room wasn’t ready so we went to the mall with our
backpacks (Badr’s being the huge camping backpack) and got a couple stares.
After we checked into our room, we just explored! We went to
the Waterfront and got to see the water fountain show with music. We walked and
walked and walked. I thought my kneecap was going to fall off because it
started hurting a great deal. Our first choice in restaurant heaven: Texas
Roadhouse. It was glorious.
The next day we just did the mall. We started the morning
with a breakfast of champions: IHOP. I was so darn excited. I got my favorite
stuffed French toast; it was incredible.
Another cool thing about this mall is it had a huge (2 story
I think) aquarium in the middle of it. We walked by and it had sharks and sting
rays and a bunch of other boring fish. The mall also had a 3 story waterfall
fountain with metal men diving down it.
We went out of the mall and found traditional Arabic stores.
One store was just full of camel stuff. We also found a market where we bought
snacks and water. In the hotel, the “mini bar” offered an 8-ounce Red Bull for
only $10. The market had a 12 ouncer for $2, so that’s what we went with. Badr
and I are addicted to Red Bull.
We took the Metro to a different district and did more
walking. We went to the Marina where there is a body of water in the middle (part of the
ocean? Not sure) surrounded completely by skyscrapers. And people are in the
water on speedboats blasting music. It was a great area.
We also walked to the beach and sat down so my kneecaps
could rest. When it got dark we walked back and had dinner by the water at an
Italian restaurant. We were trying to enjoy it but were angry about the prices
(we are exactly the same sometimes).
We took the Metro back and had dessert at Paul; they are
famous for their pastries and coffee (that’s what Badr said but I’ve never
heard of them).
The next day we circled around the mall some more. We
grabbed lunch at Shake Shack. The lady asked for my name and I said Gibson.
Depending on the race of the asker, Badr and I either go with Gibson or Alasem
(it’s easier that way). The receipt she printed said “Lipson” and we couldn’t
stop laughing. Badr told me that they only have them in New York and Dubai. It
was glorious.

The desert safari started at 4 and we were picked up at our
hotel. They took us out to a place and we all sat down and the whole convoy (like 17 cars worth of people) watched a Falcon
show. It was lame to be honest, but I think Badr enjoyed it. I hate birds. Then
we got back into our cars and hit the dunes. The dunes were really narrow in some
areas and really steep. They intentionally drive crazy for the joy of the ride.
They would drive really fast or cut a corner really sharp. If I wasn’t wearing
a seatbelt, my head would have hit the ceiling many times. We stopped a couple
times to get a pic in the desert and a pic of the sunset.
Then it was traditional Arabic camp time. We got to ride a
camel, (my dream come true) but only in a quick circle and he had a muzzle on
his mouth. Poor thing. Then I got a henna tattoo.
The camp was set up with carpets and cushions and you sit on
the ground to eat. They had a traditional Arabic dinner buffet and dessert.
Plus, you could smoke hookah if you wanted. You could also get a picture in
traditional Arabic clothes, but we were like “We wear that everyday so…”
Badr and I sat with the people who were in our car. John was
a married businessman who was alone in Dubai for a business trip. He was from
Hong Kong. The others were a married couple with a child from Italy. We had a
great time.
At the end of dinner, the Italian guy (Daniel) said to the
group “I’m going to smoke hookah if anyone wants to come.” I was like, “ok!”
Badr, Daniel, and I sat down waiting for the hookah. It was
one of those moments I’ll never forget. Sitting in an Arabic camp with Badr and
Daniel, looking up at the stars and smoking double apple sheesha. I couldn’t
help but chuckle a little.
When the night ended, I was sad. The driver had a CD with
old rap songs that I listened to in high school that I found humorous. When we
got back to the hotel, we got a piece of cheesecake from the Cheesecake
Factory.
The next day we just took one more trip to the mall, packed
up our things and left. Badr and I had like $4 worth of Dirhams left so we
bought a few candy bars. It was a great trip.