(^16) Dubai – Al Rama - 100 km
I was all Dubai-ed out and happy to be back on the bike again. A big
grin crossed my face as I cycled off doing one of my favourite things -
pedalling off in a direction I wasn’t quite sure where it would lead was
exciting and relaxing.
I was immensely thankful to Anton and Andre, who gave me a bed,
fed me, and carted me all over Dubai. However, the warnings
regarding drivers in Dubai slightly concerned me. Excellent wide
highways and fast cars aren’t the best places to cycle. Therefore, I
was surprised to find vehicles slowing and waving me across a busy
motorway. Maybe it was simply out of sheer amazement to see a
woman on a bicycle.
My route followed the dead, monotonous, and mind-numbing road to
Abu Dhabi, a massive 4-lane highway. At least the numerous petrol
stations were a welcome distraction and not one was passed without
stopping. Long conversations with fellow travellers made it an
enjoyable first day. All enquired about my origin and destination,
followed by the inevitable photo shoot: leaving Dubai late and with all
the stopping and chatting, the sun soon started dipping towards the
horizon. Still winter, the sun disappeared at around 6 o’clock. Luckily,
Al Raga sported a room that was costly but convenient.
leana
(Leana)
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