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Dubai Travel Blog› entry 92 of 94 › view all entries
Passing through immigration in Dubai, and adding yet another passport stamp to the collection, I stepped outside into the night air and it hit me. The smells of Middle Eastern cuisine mixing with the heat that my body had been longing, struck me like a humid oppressive blanket.
The excitement of being in a warm country meant that I could pack away my winter jacket, my scarf, my thermals and my silly Converse shoes and instead I could put on my old friends, the old faithfuls … my €2.50 Nepalese sandals.
I had deliberately not packed my sandals into my backpack in the hope of being able to wear them on the flight from Amsterdam. I always like the idea of have non-laced shoes through security should they require me to take them off.
Wearing my old friends again for the first time in months, well there is no word to explain the joy I felt at that moment. They may not look the prettiest of shoes, but the massaging quality of the sandal made me feel like I was walking on air. True bliss!
So now I have checked out of the hotel, had a sizeable breakfast, passed through immigration where the lovely Arab men working the booth said I looked so much better than my passport photo* which they then proceeded to pass around to others working to see.
* See Entry 2 Passport Photos: A Photo How We Don’t Want The World To See Us.
I’ve managed to find myself a lounging chair, but now having just looked up; I’ve also noticed that Gate 231 departs for Auckland. I find it quite strange that both gates depart for Auckland. Gate 230 is flight EK434 and Gate 231 is flight EK412 but to add further confusion I am departing on flight EK406 for the same destination, Auckland. Surely there cannot be three separate flights departing for Auckland all at similar times? I would think that if these flights arrived at the same time, the population influx in New Zealand would cause the country to implode. I think I need to go on a little adventure and find out for sure.
It’s always a difficult decision to make – do I leave this comfortable chair knowing that other people will pounce on it, or do I wait it out like a game of Chicken and hope that I make the Gate board nervous and thereby making it reveal my flight number. I’ve never been very good at Chicken – eating it yes; playing it no … but maybe today my luck will change and favour the brave but I think the main reason I want to wait it out is because I am very comfortable.
Fingers Crossed it works out