This morning I went to the tailor with the skirt that I bought in India and asked him to make a copy for me! It’ll end up being about the same price as a skirt would be at home, and definitely not as cheap as it was in India, but that’s okay. I love this skirt and the style doesn’t exist at home, so it will be worth it! And, to top it off, it is zebra print! Totally excited! I then took a cab (ugggg) down to the Jumeirah Mosque. It wasn’t nearly as spectacular as the one in Abu Dhabi, but the tour was very interesting. They make you pay Dh10 to get in, which I thought was odd considering how small it is. However, here they have a center for cultural understanding where the money goes to create awareness, so I guess it is a good thing. There were two British ladies that (I believe) have converted to Islam that ran the tour. The inside of the mosque was colorful, but small. We all sat down as they gave us a lot of information about the five pillars of Islam and answered questions. We got to see one of the ladies pray and learned information about the different styles of dress that the females can wear. It was in
teresting to learn that the big women’s rights issues that are seen on TV that appear to be as a result of Islam are actually the result of the country and not the religion at all. That is a huge westerner misconception! I walked along the beach for an hour or so before going to the zoo! It was only Dh2 to get in, and it was kind of a heart-breaking experience. The poor animals are in these tiny cages and are all separate. There is only 1 gorilla all alone. The bear has a concrete cell that is no bigger than my bedroom at home. I think the only animals that were happy were the birds and the turtles. They both seemed to be doing okay! For an up-and-coming place like Dubai, you’d think they’d work on their zoo a bit! I met Brandon, Megan, and their school friends on the Palm Jumeirah for lunch. We went to this little bar-ish restaurant which made me kind of sad because I love their fake alcoholic drinks so much! Here there were just real drinks! Oh well! The weird thing about the Palm is that it is so big you can see it from space, but you forget that…and I was anticipating being able to realize I was on a shaped island…duh Allison! Nice houses out there, however! At 3:30 we got picked up by this tour company called Arabian Nights so we could be driven out into the desert to go dune bashing. (I should be shot for all the things I did that were awful for the environment today….ugg! I don’t normally care this much, but it was a tad overwhelming today!) We drove out in this white 4WD and there were about 50 cars like that. When we got to the desert they let air out of
their tires so they wouldn’t pop as we were driving around like crazy people. The driver is pretty skilled, I must say! So, basically we drive around and on top of the sand dunes and slide down the sides of them – in a car! It was kind of insane! I thought I was going to be ill by the end of it…pretty much like a roller coaster with no track! It was cool to do, however! We then went to this camp site in the middle of nowhere where we could try sand-boarding, camel riding, henna, sheesha, and got to eat dinner and enjoy a belly dancing and whirling dervish show! I was the photographer of the group for the camels…it was about a 3 minute ride and the animals were clearly in pain! I couldn’t get on!! There was a falcon at the camp as well, so I got to hold him. Falconry is the national sport, I believe! The food was awesome and the dancers were spectacular. The belly dancer was great and did some really neat tricks with canes and swards, but the whirling dervish was unbelievable. He probably turned in a circle for 15 minutes straight! He had these 3 skirts on and they lit up with Christmas lights and he spun them over his head and crazy things! It was very unique and very cool. Pretty neat evening!
P.S. I just about forgot the funniest part of the whole day! I was in the sheesha area taking pictures for Megan’s friends at the camp thing and some local guy was pointing to me and Megan to get out. When we were closer to him he pointed at Megan and said “you okay” and pointed at me and said “you no”…as it ended up, he thought I was 15 years old! At least I am consistently “younger” everywhere in the world and not just at home!
Night
-AJ
P.S. I just about forgot the funniest part of the whole day! I was in the sheesha area taking pictures for Megan’s friends at the camp thing and some local guy was pointing to me and Megan to get out. When we were closer to him he pointed at Megan and said “you okay” and pointed at me and said “you no”…as it ended up, he thought I was 15 years old! At least I am consistently “younger” everywhere in the world and not just at home!