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deira, jumeira, the creek, souks, sheraton hotel, ..... all familiar names that reminded him of his younger years when he was living in dubai in an apartment shared with his colleague beside the creek. those busy days did not leave much memories except the food, the desert, the work and his colleagues. dubai then was just about 10 years into its city development phase from a mere fishing village. but the pace was already noticeably rushing, though tall buildings were not that many, but the desert along the creek had already turned into a small city, with bustling activities, mainly manned by foreigners from pakistan, india, and other arab countries.
now getting down from the plane, the airport impressed on him that it's just like in a busy bazaar, the shopping area was crowded with people from all over the world. though compared with the old airport, it had definitely made improvement in big strides, you would take 20 minutes to find a toilet, and when you find it, it's also like a bazaar, overcrowded with people wanting to empty their bladders.
they checked into a 3-star hotel downtown, past midnite. the room was 2 floors above a filipino bar, which played deafening music until 3am. though they were 2 floors above, they could still feel the thumping beats of the bass. the extremely tired body did not have a good rest for the first nite.
the next morning, city tour.
toured the creek, came down at the gold souk, to buy some spices, and went to the market to buy some dates and golden guava. visited the seaside, drove by burj al arab, stopped over in front of the atlantis, and ended in the dubai mall, next to burj kalifah, for the desert safari.
after the desert safari, they asked the driver to drop them at city center mall, and continued their shopping, since they still could find what they wanted with the right prices. after an hour tour around the modern mall, they took metro back to al rigga station, near their hotel. they met some tour members who bot some cheap souvenirs from some shop nearby, 4 of them took out their last ounce of energy to check it out, walking one km to and indian shop where they sold everything from souvenirs to clothes to electrical appliances, food.... and they got what they wanted finally at the RIGHT prices.
when the reached the hotel, it's already past midnite.
- shopping in the malls of dubai cost a few times more than shopping in roadside shops for the same items. knowing this little secret before hand, your balls will not drop, instead the prices will.....
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