Douglas Easton Travel Blog |
December 28, 2007
Dubai, United Arab Emirates
John and I arrived yesterday evening in the Neverland that is Dubai. No less than twenty-five percent of the world's cranes are being used to transform, seemingly overnight, a sleepy desert backwater into a world-class city. This morning, we took a stroll along the Persion Gulf gawking at the astonishing architecture  visible from the beach. Several are particularly striking: the Burj Tower, at 153 stories, the world's tallest building is still growing and can be seen from sixty miles away; the Mall of the Emirates, immediately recognizable by it's gargantuan tiled tube, which encloses the world's only indoor ski slope (you can ski in a parka even in summber when the temperatures top 100 degree farenheit); and the Emir's palace, which for its sheer mass alone is extraordinary. Most famous of all, however, is the Burj-al-Arab, the world's tallest hotel. Shaped to resemble the sail on a traditional dhow, the Burj dominates the coast with majesty and luminesant grace. We walked several miles along the corniche, stopping en route for a cappucino at a pleasant coffee shop. We ended our walk right in front of the Burj-al-Arab. Craning our necks skyward, John and I watched enthralled as helicopters landed and alit from the Burj's landing pad suspended hundreds of feet above the sea.
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