Before heading back to the pad, we drove out onto The Palm. Really, from the ground you can’t see much. From above it’s an amazing construction project, but driving it’s a long road to the end and a lot of gates preventing you from checking out the villas on the fronds of the The Palm.
Atlantis The Palm & Global Village
At the end [or top?] of The Palm, there’s another Dubai creation, taking something we all know and adding a little Arabic feel to it. It’s called Atlantis, The Palm. It was dark and there’s a guard out there making sure no one who hasn’t paid what is probably out my price range can’t get any closer than, well, across the street.
After we rested a bit back at the Manjai compound, Stephen wanted to take us to a place called Global Village. Just coming from Heritage Village and spending way too many hours [more like days!] shopping, I wasn’t sure if I could handle another shopping spree.
But Global Village was not quite what I thought it was. Sure, there’s a lot of shopping options, but it’s different. It’s a carnival. It’s a bazaar. It’s an international market for clothes, art, food, everything of many different cultures.
To cap the night off, Nduku and I took Najwa on her first ferris wheel ride. I think it was Nduku’s first time as well. I was anticipating their faces as we rose higher into the sky, but they didn’t seem fazed. I, on the other hand, am not a big fan of heights and got that tingling feeling where it doesn’t make you comfortable.