Today marks our first sandstorm in Dubai. Camping's out, since 35 mph winds bringing a polar air mass (seriously - it's freaking cold out, jacket cold!) have swept in and dropped visibility to less than a mile. That, and my eyes are covered in sand after a quick walk to the ATM. Something about the prospect of driving into a sandstorm, pitching a tent, not being able to make a fire, and somehow sleeping without being blown over just didn't make much sense. So most of Dubai is huddled inside today, with internet lines cut earlier in the week, eating and drinking themselves into oblivion.A bit about Fridays here - on Thursday, everyone has GRAND plans for their Friday. Without fail, a "calm" night turns into yet another bottle service night at a megaclub (last night was our 4th round of such festivities), and you sleep in. I mean really sleep in - noon is standard. At that point, the Dubai brunch begins. Running anywhere between $50 and $150 for the afternoon, these are massive (and delicious) buffets setup by hotels and restaurants (Sheraton is below). So, the cycle continues - you roll out of bed, roll down to brunch at 1pm, get your unlimited champagne and fois gras crepe (I kid you not - they had them this afternoon), and eat for 3 hours. The secret? One bite per food item - you can actually try everything, then say "Ooooooohhhh...I don't feel so good", and head upstairs for another nap.
And you know what? I don't feel so good - I think that I had way too many eclairs. I'm going to lie down now.
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Well, I guess we can be glad it's not raining sand here, just raining.
I assume that Virginia ham is nowhere in sight at these buffets? 'Sounds like the only think that might be missing - except maybe a long workout at the fitness center afterward.
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