Exhausted from so much travel, the seven of us returned to Dubai to find it just as we had left it: hot and sandy. Three weeks away from Dubai is an eternity though - when you come back, the landscape is different from the pace of construction. The Burj Dubai was a little taller, the roads had all been changed again, and I SWEAR that there's a tower that just wasn't here when we left. At least some things never change: Dubai brunch!For our dear friend Emma's birthday, her husband Dan (you may remember him from such posts as Dude-with-Guitar-talks-to-dude-with-Towel) prepared a surprise banquet at Ewaan in the Palace Hotel, just next door to us. The reunion was a great surprise for her (pictured with her best "Dan, you did NOT" face below), with 18 of us gathered around after flying in from the US, UK, France, Croatia, Syria, Jordan, and Lebanon - all a day or two before.
Overall, it was a great day, with your typical brunch fixin's (though I hesitate to call any brunch typical): champagne. Oh, and some sort of food stuffs put out by the hotel - I didn't really make it past the mashed potatoes myself :)
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