The plan was to visit a new country on a shoestring. The plan backfired. Initially we searched for cheap tickets to Uzbekistan. We failed to find any. We bumped into relatively inexpensive tickets to Dubai instead.
My first Arabic country. Not exactly. I was born in Lybia, so that was my first Arabic country. I grew up listening to my folks' stories about their life in Tobruk and Benghazi, watching coloured but mute videos on the home silver screen with the ancient cinematic apparatus and looking through over 40-year-old family polaroid photos.
About 9 years ago or so we flew to Malta, the closest I've been to my birth country so far. I also visited Israel, Cyprus, Istanbul and Athens. They had similar climate: close, but no cigar.
So the UAE welcomed us in the late November 2024 with 28 degrees above zero. Sunny cloudless weather accompanied is almost every single day. My husband doesn't tolerate sun. (Can he be he sun intolerant? Can it actually be a medically proven case?) He gets burnt quickly and has to hide from the sun beams under the palms, in the shadows of skyscrapers and in the freezing AC - equipped rooms. So, as you might have guessed during this trip the beach rest happened in a rather limited dosage.
I believe every city has its aura, special ambience and vibe. The first word that pops in my head regarding Dubai is "expensive". Food, accomodation, transport fare, tours, excursions - everything seems to be expensive. I would say the prices in the UAE are quite similar to Norway. If we look at thic city metaphorically, then I would have two strong associations with it.
First, it reminds me of Cinderella. Like a poor dirty girl with a kind heart who met her prince via magic, then lost and later found her crystal shoe, got married and lived happily ever after. This magic in Dubai turned out to be oil. Since it has been found the city has dropped the ball on fishing, fabric production and camel rides, instead the city has grown tremendously, citizens started driving luxury cars and Dubai has become an international harbor in so many ways.
The second story that I associate the city with is the Babel Tower story. At the moment Dubai is literally overpopulated with people from all over the globe. I believe, we encountred here all ethnicities possible as well as a diverse kaleidoscope of languages and cultures.
In the desert, far away from the civilized world the way we know it, Arabs built the world of future. The arcades of highways, interconnection of metro, tram and busses powered by hydrogen, glass skypescrapers and condominiums, surrounded by artificial lakes and canals, facing the real Persian Gulf. The combination of style, technology, finances, architectural novelties, technological advances, low crime rate, zero alcohol tolerance, perfect living conditions for the locals, high life standard, attractive job proposals for expats and migrants, tropical dry climate, sun all year round, premium quality accommodation and entertainment - all this makes the UAE an important player in the global market.
Actually speaking, I can picture myself living here. Well, I can picture myself living almost anywhere, to be frank. However, I realized I don't want to. There is a bit of unhealthy attitude to women. Men decide everything in the UAE. (Or so they say). The Arabic world is happy to have experts and skilled employees and is ready to pay them quite a sum, but I felt they do not regard you as their equal, at least not to the full extent. It boils down mainly to religion and partly it might be gender related.
Have you been to the UAE? Are my thoughts close to yours or you beg to differ?


















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