Mini vacay in Dubai

Flying from Stockholm to Lusaka the connection is rather rubbish so we thought, instead if hanging around in an airport, lets make it a holiday. We planned a four nights stay and to save money booked through Airbnb. We ended up in a sleek modern flat in The Cayan Tower in the Dubai Marina, with a breath taking view from the 32nd floor and a swimming pool on 6th (+30C in the water!). We must have all looked like little kids in a candy store as we were so amazed by everything from the skyscrapers, to the super cars in the streets and the efficiency and cleanliness of the city. Dubai is hot, very hot. This time of the year you should simply not be here. At 06 in the morning the temp was already on 30 and with a high humidity the air was thick and ‘heavy’. However, I doubt there is any other place this hot that is this prepared to deal with the heat. Wherever you go is well air conditioned, you can walk through little connected malls and only be outside between buildings. I had pre-booked tickets for the Dubai Aquarium and The Burj Khalifa which are both accessed from Dubai Mall. The mall itself was overwhelming enough, especially with four kids, but the aquarium was what the kids really enjoyed. On my daughters birthday she got to ride a camel which totally felt like a tourist trap as we were dragged around the dessert camp while the guide took about a trillion photos of us on my phone. In the end it was just fun for the kids and it was just a small part of our dune bashing package. We had started the day cruising over the dunes in a 4×4 land cruiser. Our guide was actually the first local emirate that we met as only about 15% of Dubai’s population are locals and the rest migrant workers and expats. He perfectly controlled the car at a high speed over the dunes with one hand on the steering wheel and one foot resting on the seat…! All in all we had three fantastic days, only problem was trying to control four kids in a small flat, kids that are used to unlimited space, but in the end they didn’t kill each other and we all returned home with memories to keep.

 

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