Emirates - encounter Abu Dhabi’s infinite deserts and glittering palaces
Most of the time, when I’ve stepped off a plane in a country I’ve never visited before, there has still been a hint of déjà vu. Portugal, for example, was redolent of Spain; Sweden reminded me a bit of Finland; Taiwan wasn’t too dissimilar to parts of Malaysia. But for me the United Arab Emirates, and the Middle East, is uncharted territory.
I’ve seen pictures of Dubai, heard stories from friends who have moved there and, judging by social media during the off-season, it’s the preferred choice of many of the world’s footballers.
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Hide AdBut I don’t really know what to expect, when we land at 7am on a Monday morning in Abu Dhabi.
Despite the relatively early hour, it’s already stifling outside, and as we’re whisked away from the airport, I get my first real glimpse of the Emirates. There’s a haze lingering but it’s still clear enough to see plenty out of the windows. I have to keep reminding myself that the country is less than 50 years old.
We drive past Yas Marina and the motor-racing circuit. I crane my neck hoping for a glimpse of several huge trucks, or any sign of the previous few days’ entertainment, but the Formula One roadshow has left town.