We stayed at the Holiday Inn Express for 4 nights and moved to the Jumeirah Madinat to spend the last night in Dubai. We were part-time tourists and part-time exhibitors in Dubai for the past four days. We decided to spend the last day as a full time tourist before we leave this foreign land
Jumeirah Madinat
This is the birthplace of our engagement, so I guess it will be appropriate to stick it in here. This hotel, known as the "ancient arabian citadel", is part of the Jumeriah Group which built hotels along the Arabian Sea and is the group that created the first 7-star hotel - Burj Al Arab. Fancy that.
We drove our silver Toyota yaris into this 5-star hotel, greeted by this giant and gentle south african (on left) and was escorted inside to this mysterious palace.
We were taken to this room and were asked to sit down on the couch. We were given warm towels to clean our hands and welcomed with friendly smiles. Scott and I had to gather ourselves together and looked at each other trying to contain our emotions. We were awe-strucked by the beauty of this hotel. Shortly after, a guy with a handheld credit card machine came by to check us in. He took us into our (first) room which had an ocean view but with only one bed. The problem was that one bed. We thought that it was better to get double beds because we wanted my Dad to join us that night. He did and he loved it as much as we did.
So it turned out that we got a better room because it was 2 stories higher and the view of the ocean was much much better. It was our last night in Dubai and Scott suggested to have dinner at the restaurant on the pier. I wasn't all too excited by his suggestion since our dining experience in Dubai was mediocre. This country does not serve pork and it is a religious day almost every other day. We were informed by the bartender at the Holiday Day that Dec 6 was dry day - which means all restaurants were prohibited to serve alcohol. Knowing that, Scott bought a bottle of cab from the bartender and we opened and finished it before dinner.
For dinner, I had the seabass and Scott ordered his usual steak. We took a table outside and enjoyed the night view of the Burj Al Arab beside us. With the combination of the wine, maybe a little jet-lagged and the cold wind, I was falling asleep at the table. I have never been so sleepy at dinner in my life!! My face almost fell into my food!!!!!!!! Scott was sitting across the table, just laughing at me and probably wondering what to do. I forced myself to stay awake to finish my food so we can go back and sleep. So we skipped the dessert and got the check. The restaurant offered the buggy service (a mini golf cart) to take us back to the hotel. While I accepted that offer, Scott insisted that he wanted to walk back. At that time, I was to0 tired to disagree with him so I just went along. Halfway to the pier, Scott handed me a card. I walked toward the light to read it and felt bad that I didn't get him one. Ops. Next thing I know, he was on his knees. That was my alarm for the night. My reaction to this - "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO".
The following dialogue continues:
Scott: Will you marry me?
Judy: Did you ask my mom?!?!?
Scott: Will you marry me? My answer was, of course - yes.
(Pier Chic - Jumeirah Madinat)
