I left Ras Al Khaimah yesterday afternoon.
We drove through red sandy desert punctuated by small shrub trees. Many people still have tents set up as recreation homes, some maybe even permanent. Camels wander freely, goats are corralled and there is the occasional small town with flat roofed houses made of sand and cement.
It's 100 kms to Dubai and for most of that time there was a steady stream of trucks going in the same direction.
No, not like home, bumper to bumper trucks, 1000's.
Building sites of gigantic proportion have sprung up in the red sandy desert.
As we got closer to Dubai, the "A" frame power poles appeared, until there were so many it looked like lace on the horizon.
Towns with huge complexes of living accommodation to rival the best of houses are built, some standing without residents until the economic crises passes….!
The trucks were a continuous line, moving in unison like a caterpillar on wheels.
Dubai is clean, modern and the best that money can buy. The streets are lined with petunias at the moment, red, white and yellow….
The bus stops are interesting, air conditioned cocoons one could say.
In the afternoon escorted by my aussie host Janina, we visited the fabric district…. mainly Indian, but they do have quite a bit of quilting fabric… at about $3.50 a yard.Trust me, it makes your mouth water, you can buy just about everything there from rotary cutters to the most gaudy bling and even a wig.