As
soon as I found out one of favourite artists was heading to Dubai for the one-day
music festival, Sandance, I quickly rallied the troops. As you can imagine, it wasn’t
exactly difficult to convince anyone.
We decided to fly on
the Thursday evening to make the most of our little trip. Whilst it is only a
little hop over on the plane, we rarely visit the city. We spent our first
evening dancing and singing along to the lively house band at Jambase in Madinat
Jumeirah.
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| Take one... |
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The
next day we decided to try and be semi-productive. Any activity when hungover is
a bad idea. Shopping is no exception. Attempting to browse the bajillions
(slight exaggeration perhaps) stores that make up the sprawling Dubai Mall in
such a fragile condition was pretty taxing. The worst part of our little
adventure was queuing for a taxi. There is only one way to describe it: soul-destroying.
However,
rejuvenated by a cheeky little nap (everyone’s favourite) and food, we headed
out to the Atlantis Hotel. I love a bit of forward planning, but as Sandance
virgins, none of us had thought about the issue of traffic heading onto the
Palm. What should have been a relatively short trip, took us well over an hour.
As a result, we unfortunately missed Keane (the fact that I only know one of
their songs is completely irrelevant).
Despite
our initial hiccup, Florence and the Machine did not disappoint. Aided by
pitchers of alcohol, flashing glasses, glow sticks, and dancing on the beach,
she was by far one of the most spectacular things I have ever seen live.
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| Pulling faces |
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| Florence and the Machine |
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| Florence and the Machine |
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| Florence and the Machine |
I suppose our little jaunt to Dubai Mall was not entirely wasted as the night ended back in the hotel room eating leftover California Pizza, Chilis, and McDonalds. Score.
