Friends are in town keen to soak up some culture. Erm (do they know where they are?)
So off we go to the Sheikh Mohammed Centre for Cultural Understanding in Bastakiya for the Heritage Tour around restored Old Dubai.
Considering it’s a cool 43 degrees out here I did warn them that their T-shirts would probably soak up more sweat during the 90-minute tour than they would culture. But I was wrong. Dubai-ites weren’t stupid back in the 1890s when they designed this maze of narrow lanes and high, coral-walled houses with their distinctive wind towers. Walking around Bastakiya we were in the shade 90% of the time, which meant it was really quite pleasant.
Walid, resplendent in his startlingly white dish dash, was our tour guide. Despite only being in his late twenties, his command of the English language was atrocious.
When he heard I was from the UK his eyes lit up and he spat out a tirade of words – the only ones I managed to fathom were “Man City” and “United”. Is this what being British has really come down to? I just smiled and nodded – I suspect he was slightly disappointed at my lack of enthusiasm for football.
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I set up this blog to reveal what real life is like here in the UAE - the good and the bad. I'll chat about what I've been up to, Dubai news and developments, my thoughts about expat life here (and in general) and reports about my holidays and adventures in the region (travel is my bag after all).