Red sandals, perfect sea, sky, sand
The Great Burj
The Middle East wins in tiling and geometry
Global Village; Afghani cushions
The place was so alive! Pulsing with a constant ebb and flow of crowds, poppy music, Arabic music, African music, dancing, fountain shows, colors everywhere, food stands with all the tastes you could imagine
Our Global Market finds: Indian sheets, Afghani blanket, Yemeni (aphrodisiac) honey, and our new African seer.
The Old City section of Dubai where we stayed on the weekdays is now the New New Delhi. Curry and Sari’s for miles.
Amazing and terrifying plane show on the beach
Fruits and veggies at the market and in juice shops on street corners. Popular on the shelves: dozens of squash variations, rambutens, coconuts, dragon fruit, passion fruit, physalis, litchis, beets, snow peas, white sweet potatoes, chayote…
The time in Dubai felt much longer than it actually was, and the experience of it seems cut up into very different pieces. It was good and full and dazzling, but it also felt oh so wonderful to descend back into Lebanon in a free-for-all flight of loud Lebanese passengers anticipating their return. Deep relief upon landing; it was the familiarity of arriving home to familiar mountains, familiar faces and a welcoming space.