To avoid posting about Dubai for the rest of 2014, I’m going to be highly selective about what I post and am going to post much more frequently to help clean my desktop faster. Let us begin.
Imagine Dubai in your mind. What do you see? Super tall buildings? Record breaking malls? Fashionable people driving cars that cost as much as small mansions? The old Dubai is nothing like that.
In this special part of Dubai, near an area they call the Creek (which looks much more like a river to me), is a re-creation of the original city that is Dubai. It is full of small houses that often serve as re-creations of the past and as museums, shops, galleries, or restaurants.
It is, in my old-people mind, very fun to wander around this tiny town and admire the architecture and sense of place.
It seems like a tourist trap, but has the potential to become a cultural hub more significant than any of the massive malls Dubai is littered with.
I have to constantly remind myself that, though walking between these homes in December is lovely, come spring, summer, and fall I’m sure it is a whole other story. Recognizing the 106.1 degree Fahrenheit average in August did not stop me from falling in love with this tree-bush-thing.
Strangely enough, this was one of the highlights of the trip.
Stay tuned for more of my favorite grandpa activities.