I've been in Dubai for less than 24 hours, but my friends are relentless with the "How's it going? Send pictures" emails.
My love for Dubai started when I realized that I didn't need a visa to travel here. That's huge! Dubai doesn't require customs forms, either, but I didn't realize that until I got here. No customs forms? Huge-er than no visa!
As soon as my plane landed in Dubai, Akbari met me at the gate holding a "MR DEBBY BROWN" sign. I introduced myself and she took a minute to process that I was not a "MR" but was still me. She walked me through the airport, took me through the fast lane at passport control (yes!), arranged for a porter to carry my luggage, and took me to where the hotel driver was supposed to meet me. He was a no-show so I ended up taking a taxi to the hotel: a pink taxi, because I'm a girl. It was the prettiest, cleanest and nicest-smelling taxi ever.
I slept really well in my bed-that-was-far-superior-to-an-airplane-seat and woke up to this view from my hotel window:
This was my hairdryer:
I've used one like this before and it's not my favorite, but I didn't think my little pink Hello Kitty hairdryer could handle 220 volts.
I am fascinated with my collection of outlet adapters. I have plugs for Russia and plugs for Australia, and I had to buy new ones for this trip. They are very big and chunky:
I helped set up the Handi Quilter classroom this morning and will spend my afternoon touring, so expect more photos soon.
My love for Dubai started when I realized that I didn't need a visa to travel here. That's huge! Dubai doesn't require customs forms, either, but I didn't realize that until I got here. No customs forms? Huge-er than no visa!
As soon as my plane landed in Dubai, Akbari met me at the gate holding a "MR DEBBY BROWN" sign. I introduced myself and she took a minute to process that I was not a "MR" but was still me. She walked me through the airport, took me through the fast lane at passport control (yes!), arranged for a porter to carry my luggage, and took me to where the hotel driver was supposed to meet me. He was a no-show so I ended up taking a taxi to the hotel: a pink taxi, because I'm a girl. It was the prettiest, cleanest and nicest-smelling taxi ever.
I slept really well in my bed-that-was-far-superior-to-an-airplane-seat and woke up to this view from my hotel window:
This was my hairdryer:
I've used one like this before and it's not my favorite, but I didn't think my little pink Hello Kitty hairdryer could handle 220 volts.
I am fascinated with my collection of outlet adapters. I have plugs for Russia and plugs for Australia, and I had to buy new ones for this trip. They are very big and chunky:
I helped set up the Handi Quilter classroom this morning and will spend my afternoon touring, so expect more photos soon.
Enjoy yourself-that's the main thing. I just want to know one thing-how warm is it? We'll have to feel it vicariously through you while we watch the snow come down tonight and tomorrow
ReplyDeleteso jealous - always wanted to go there. have fun in the markets!! I bet you will have to eat chocolate quickly there so it does not melt. hope to hear more fun adventures there.
ReplyDeleteI was there in 2007, and it is beautiful. Go to the souks for your gold jewelry.
ReplyDeleteAwww, what a view! Enjoy your stay and have fun! :) Mr... :))))
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