Despite only opening in 2010, Dubai airport is flexing on the rest of us, I have no interest in actually leaving the airport unless I've got bags filled with cash and am in need of a big Arabian night out. I'm grateful however to have had the pleasure of visiting in transit and quickly developing a very artifical sense of hunger and desire when I entered this inception of an airport ( not sure if that makes sense).
I spoke to my mom just before flying out and she warned me the airport was massive but i had no idea it was like this. Its like a shopping mall inside a shopping mall inside a shopping mall, you catch my drift... no need to worry about getting food before reaching your departure gate, because every gate has at least 3 restaurants/ eaterys surrounding it. There's a smoking lounge every corner you turn and not to mention every single type of cigarette your brain can fathom. Feet sore? go to the spa. Tired? Go rent a bed. Want to shop at that store that's only in the mall or high street? Dubai has got you covered. Its at airports like this that make me wish I was one of those people who could travel in style, but 15 hours later and I am quite literally sweating my socks off, am bleary eyed and keep falling asleep while drooling over my aeroplane food which I must say was quite pleasant on the emirates flight, I was shocked to even be presented with a meal on a 1 hr 45 minute flight. When they say Dubai is open, its truly a flowing river of excess... or.. abundance, do they mean the same thing? It makes me think of the quote " Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone" - Jorge Luis Borges.
My trip through this airport has been quite astonishing and not boring at all, not sure if its been tempting enough to come back and actually go and explore the Arabian dream, being quite an indulgent creature myself, I do have my reservations.
Bye!
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