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Belly dancer from our trip to Dubai in 2009…

We've got a couple of layovers in Dubai as we make our way to South Africa this week. I’ll never forget the first time I walked into their ultra modern airport after 7 weeks in India. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven…clean, stark white, orderly heaven.

Flashback Friday!!

From our dune bashing in Dubai...



You can hear me, although my voice is vibrating like crazy, saying that I needed to film it so I could pretend it wasn't happening to me. Looking through the camera was the only thing that helped me survive the insanity that was driving like maniacs over incredibly high sand dunes.

Please note that not all the screams and squeals were coming from me. Most were coming from our sweet little Sri Lankan car-mate (see below) and her daughter-in-law. You can also hear her son dying laughing at them being scared.