Dubai, The jewel of the desert.
Away from modernity and skyscrapers, have you ever returned to the sands? Have you ever laid out under the night, embraced by a sky shimmering with stars? Have you tasted mansaf and reconnected with the authentic spirit and generous hospitality of the desert? I’m not recounting myths; I’m telling you about Dubai—about the generosity of the Bedouin who serves you coffee as dark as sand, inviting you to savor the flavor of genuine heritage, imbued with the scent of chivalry and nobility.

Have you seen the glow of the fire in the eyes of those gathered around it as you share harees or majboos? In that moment, you feel that the desert is your home, that you are the opening line of a timeless poem, and that the universe is your guest. You live an ocean of poetry in a single lifetime experience, only to later rest in the embrace of history. There, knights on horseback appear in a fantastical hymn that teases your dreams, only for you to awaken and return to that city where dreams are lived daily as if they were reality. In an hour or less, you transition from the realm of legends to a model of modernity where nothing is impossible—as if that place were a time machine, carrying you seamlessly between the past and the present, with time itself bending to your will.

I speak to you of Dubai, the jewel of the East, whose fragrance drifts westward, its breezes calling out to every lover, every soul whose ambition touches the sky. Come to Dubai!