Sunday, March 20, 2011

Dubai - Vegas of the middle east!

We arrived in Dubai on the luxurious emirates air (UAE’s official airline) and prepared for customs, which are always a joy! As the Canadian government and the UAE are currently not on the best terms due to some catty issue about flights into Toronto, we had pre-organized our visas online as the only western country that is required to. At the airport, we still had to get in line for an iris scan before clearing customs, which was relatively easy. Once cleared, we hopped on the metro to our hotel the Golden Sands in downtown Dubai. What an amazing city and fabulous metro system! Everything is so clean, bright and organized here, although the city is covered in some kind of smog.

We arrived at our hotel/apartment complete with a king bed, big TV and a fully stocked kitchen ready to prepare meals. Ripe to explore the city, we headed out on foot (a 45 minute walk and 5 minute boat ride) to the famous gold souk. Every second step we fell more in love with the city. We found a gigantic grocery store that rivalled ours back home, filled with every fruit and vegetable known to man. Joe jumped at the chance to eat a hot dog, I picked a gigantic granny smith apple as we roamed around the store pointing out cheese, cold cuts and avocadoes. Not even the site of paneer could take away from our happiness. Less than two blocks away, we couldn’t resist and stopped for schwarma, so ecstatic to be eating amazing and cheap food off the side shops.

We followed the main road until it turned into tourist shops and cobbled streets filled with bright coloured souvenirs (mostly from India) and more food shops! In fact, there are a lot of Indians in Dubai along with their restaurants and handicrafts, many on our flight as well. We loved the waterfront as well as our quick boat ride across to the gold souk known for its 24 carat gold. Any design, shape and price (upwards of a few hundred) is yours, if you can bargain, you can get a good deal. After purchasing too much jewellery in India, we appreciated the bling from the outside windows. Researching online, I read many horror stories about people getting ripped off by street vendors who claimed to be selling the real thing. One man god swindled buying a diamond ring for $350 and when he returned home, his wife had it resized, only to discover it was a cubic zirconium. We ignored the street vendors as it would seem kind of obvious that even if you could buy diamonds out of someone’s coat, they likely wouldn’t be very high quality! After India, we loved being surrounded by westerners and commercialism.

Our feet were tired after the long walk and we cabbed it back to our hotel for a good sleep.

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