Dubai is my love!
American and Australian cowboys are not in vain popularized as a symbol of male sexual attractiveness: when these wild guys famously manage a horse, raising clouds of dust behind them, and at the same time their powerful torso is separated from the gaze of an enthusiastic observer by only a thin shirt, which favorably emphasizes the relief of tuberous muscles, my heart is madly torn from my chest for the freedom of the free prairies of America. . . But not only in America there are worthy men, men who curbed a strong and proud animal with a fluttering mane!! ! The media miss the fact that the Arabs are in no way inferior to their Western counterparts))) And perhaps even superior! A mysterious image in a snow-white tunic on a skittish horse, why not a secret idea of the notorious prince, whose image any girl draws in her dreams? ! The Arabs, moreover, are more delicately built, they do not have such a rough bone as the Americans, and what are the black eyes with a veil, in which sometimes the eastern unbridledness, which the Russians call boldness, lights up with a bright flame !!!
An Arab and a horse are something inseparable, like a gypsy and a horse in Russian folklore tradition or a Centaur in Greek mythology... )) The most luxurious horse races in the world take place in the UAE. Despite the fact that no bets are made here. . . However, this does not prevent the Arabs from wishing victory to their favorite horse with all their passion. . . Moreover, it is still possible to make money on the races. . . for horse owners. . . And where else is it possible to see such seemingly incongruous things like Arab and Scottish bagpipes??!! ! Well, of course, in Dubai!!!
The romantic halo of Dubai constantly captures my attention. And I go there again and again to experience the quivering sweetness of delight from contact with the world of dreams... )))))) I will not hide, not only romance drives me, such human weakness as profit is not alien to me))) Port city, free from taxes, attractive not only for tourists, but also for merchants, in fact, this attractiveness is interdependent and interrelated - one follows from the other: if you are not taxed, then you can sell cheaper, therefore, the consumer receives a product at a price very close to the cost price. . . It is not surprising, therefore, that buying, say, a laptop in Dubai is more profitable than in Moscow. . . And changing the font on the keyboard is also not a problem, it can be solved within a short time using laser engraving. . .
But this time I went to Dubai not for the novelties of the electronics industry, but for the highlights of the fur industry... I went alone, but with a responsible assignment from my aunt and cousin - to buy SUCH, so that it could only be described by interjections....))) The task is even difficult for such a sophisticated furrier like me... But the more difficult, the more interesting... Excitement, you know, has a place to be... ))) However, let's do everything in order... As they say: soon the fairy tale is told, but the deed is not done soon...
And it all started with the fact that one day I brought myself a fur coat from Dubai... Then I brought it to a colleague, then my colleagues I knew asked me... In short, my inherent taste and, of course, the experience gained thanks to perseverance, comparable to the persistence of an eared and hooting animal, turned out to be in demand among the women of my environment, and even about my innate and acquired abilities to bargain and distinguish a quality thing from a fake one, epics began to be composed at all)))... Somehow I don’t really want to remember about the first model... Young - green, as they say... I bought it in one of the malls, where the first kamak I came across almost dragged me... It was somehow inconvenient to refuse the services of such an amiable gentleman of post-Soviet nationality... And then it was inconvenient not to buy something that seemed worthy of attention... Especially since my eyes ran wide from the abundance of goods , instead of focusing on close attention to the chosen model... But even the first skill was relatively successful, compared to those that m are divided in Runet by unlucky newcomers, among whom this lady once belonged, typing this work on the keyboard. Then I didn’t know that it was necessary, first of all, especially in the absence of experience, to look not at the front side of the product, but at the inside, that is, at the inside. With a fur coat, the situation is the same as with a person: turn it inside out, carefully study every bone of the skeleton in its closet, and then draw conclusions... Mezdra in a fur coat can tell not only about the origin of the fur, but also about whether it was dyed... And dyed fur is inferior in terms of thermal conductivity to natural-colored fur... And the tailoring of such fur is complicated by the selection of shades... Here the furrier is already the creator: his ideas about beauty, his tailoring talent... After all, it happens like that - beautiful fur, but mediocre tailoring... Ideally, everything should combine: the quality of the fur, and tailoring, and the selection of skins... It was for such a harmonious union of the three components that I went to the country of three vowels))) Well, if you do not add one more component to this union: the price, the price that would matched (and even better, was a little lower))) the presented product...
I chose the hotel based on the convenience of accommodation in relation to shopping centers. Attracted four-star - Riviera. Firstly, it is located in close proximity to popular malls and a few minutes from the airport. Secondly, I was impressed by the percentage of positive assessment of consumers of services or, more simply, tourists who honored this recreation facility with their visit and wallet)) Free shuttles for those who like to soak up the sun, plying from the hotel, are another bonus in the treasury of freeloaders and mercantile persons , like your obedient servant))) And, of course, the proximity of Creek Bay and the main attractions turned out to be alluring - as a tribute to my sentimentality...
On the first and second photos you can see the main entrance of the hotel. (see photo)
The interiors are somewhat gloomy, but this is even a plus, since diffused light creates a mysterious atmosphere and surrounds the hotel with an aura of anticipation of a miracle... The twilight, perhaps a consequence of low ceilings and dark wood finishes. (see photo)
Lovely seating areas in the halls, complemented by the presence of the ubiquitous Asians and a modest ikebana on the coffee table))) (see photo)
The original stepped air conditioner, which brings freshness and coolness not with the help of the usual element - air, but with the help of a more natural fundamental principle of the world to obtain the effect of relaxation - water, is located in the lobby in front of the entrance to the hotel cafe))) (see photo)
One of the nice oases for a siesta is equipped purely in Dubai style and enchants with its originality, I would even use the word I invented - Arabic))) Here is the famous Muslim crescent, and imposingly curved armrests of the sofa, and a carpet with traditional patterns... well, and, Naturally, His Highness Sheikh Mohammed, heir to the Maktoum dynasty, is the most important and famous person in the UAE! (see photo)
I chose a single room overlooking the bay. Spicy oriental colors in the interior and whimsical trim lines in the design - these are my first enthusiastic impressions. In the evening, the view from the room is not just amazing, but awesome!!!
Those who have seen the Creek will pronounce this juicy name with aspiration and nostalgia! Here she is, in a seductive robe of neon lights! (see photo)
A cozy place, on the deck of an old dhow boat, the most suitable for a romantic dinner, even if this dinner is served for one person))) (see photo)
One of these evening walks along the canal turned out to be fateful in my case...
I was standing and looking at the water, admiring the reflected light of the night signs, when a hand touched my shoulder. It was a Russian woman. She admitted that she had been watching me for a long time and she was given great aesthetic pleasure by contemplating my chiseled figure against the backdrop of the Dubai Creek))) The woman turned out to be an artist. Gradually our conversation turned to more prosaic things. Marina shared that she had come to a particular store for a fur coat and had already made a purchase. The purchase turned out to be very successful, and the happy owner of the fluffy miracle was looking for a suitable person who would keep her company in “soaking” a successful deal))) washing a new product, and plentiful libations from alcoholic beverages in honor of a successful acquisition)))...
As a memento of that meeting, I left this business card of the store, which I begged from Marina (see photo). Yes, and how it was not to beg if you hear continuous enthusiastic panegrics to the owner and his goods))) I wanted to make sure that Marina's words were true. I still couldn't believe that there were furs in Dubai that I hadn't bothered to see yet.
And the next day was devoted to finding this store. It was easy to find. The Twin Towers are within walking distance of the hotel and can be seen from afar. Here they are in the daytime (see photo)
And here is what the Dubai Twins look like at night: (see photo)
Twin Towers are the eyes of Dubai))) Blue and bottomless during the day…. with an iris of fluffy clouds)))... And black velvety at night... with tempting sparks of multi-colored advertising lights...
And here is the entrance to the shopping center, where the coveted store is located: (see photo) The store is located on the second floor, except for the lower level. (see photo)
Well, if I say that I was not disappointed, then it’s nothing to say... I didn’t find words to express my emotions, only some interjections, like: wow, oh, wow, ooh, ahhh, uh, ah, wow, cheers... ))))))
Sable was especially impressive, in other places this royal fur, if I met it, was 2-3 fur coats with thin fur barely covering the mezra... See for yourself, here is evidence of my innocence and Marina's recommendations: (see photo)
The real, Barguzin... Wow! The owner of the store, Eleni, adding fuel to the fire, showed me letters from the St. Petersburg sable auction!! ! That is, my admiration was not far-fetched and subjective, as they say, you can’t argue against a piece of paper with a signet)))))....I really didn’t want to buy a marten instead of a sable, because other craftsmen know how to pass off a columned noblewoman marten for His Highness - Sable...
The only thing that was a little embarrassing was the price... After all, I didn’t buy it for myself... But after contacting my aunt and sister by e-mail, by the way, the Internet in Riviera is paid - 20 Dubai money, and sending them pictures, I decided to spend not my hard-earned money)))
Here is the result of my efforts:
For a sister with a luxurious collar and shorter: (see photo)
And here is the aunt's option, which creates comfortable conditions for the back, which in the cold season is usually subjected to massive attacks of rheumatism... ))) (see photo)
Leaving, besides two magnificent bags, I carried away in the bowels of my soul a shaggy dream that I would return here, but already for a fur coat for myself... My desire can come true on the condition that the fortress, called "My husband's prudence", collapses from the impact of a secret weapon that every woman saves as a last resort... ))))))
When the main goal of the trip was achieved, I relaxed a little and allowed myself to make a pleasant tour of the Dubai Trade Center, this monster of the Land of Shopaholic)))
It certainly deserves your attention if you like not just to buy, but to buy with pleasure and in between purchases to please your clear eyes with pleasant views)))) The huge aquarium is especially impressive: (see photo)
This aquarium is not just big, but SOoo big, just AAAgromenous - as much as five floors off!!! ))) And, by the way, I was very lucky!! ! The electric thunder of the seas, Mr. Skat Himself, did me the honor to pose for my picture))) Do you see this blond dumpling spread like a pancake (or, if you prefer, cheburechina or cheburashkin) at the very top of the window into the underwater world ?? ? That's the same!!! ! This is his belly))) Umm, nyashechka))) We, blondes, are so... ))))
Well, there are also plenty of small things in this home-made ocean)))))))))): (see photo)
And this is for gourmets - Caramel tree, just a dream of the kids: (see photo)
A local aborigine in a traditional kandura got into the field of my camera eye))) The heart of a real horseman beats under modest clothes ! ! Oh, Arab guys, how much fire in your eyes)))!! ! But even they, so arrogant in their beauty, love sweets))) As they say: nothing human...
But this imitation of a waterfall smelled of something native, Soviet))) (see photo) In the spirit of the department stores of our Glorious Land of Soviets - Motherland, when for 28 kopecks you could buy the most delicious ice cream in the world in chocolate)))...
Well, but this restaurant "Rain Forest" attracts with "cute" grins of "cute" animals, the main and central place among which is occupied by one particularly familiar physiognomy, very, very similar to Kink Kong... ))))))): ( see photo)
To be honest, I didn’t dare to cross the threshold of this catering establishment, although a date with such “mmmimish” characters may end in dinner... but it’s impossible to exclude the possibility that it’s not you who will hold the knife and fork....))))))))
Dubai!! ! I am touched to the depths of my Russian soul! You have become so dear to me! I confess my love to you! Of course, Moscow will occupy a central place in my heart, but being polygamous also has its charms)))!!!!! ! A piece of my heart remains here so that my pretty little legs will once again have the opportunity to walk along your dusty pavements... And let a brown cloud of smog hover in your air (every man has his weaknesses! ) You will leave a taste of oriental romance on my scarlet lips...
