|Guess how old I am.|
When Lucy and I arrived at Café Arabia for the bi-monthly AWN coffee they were having a special on latte and a piece of cake, so why not? If you can’t have cake for breakfast on your birthday, when can you? Thanks for the treat, Lucy!
|Everything at the Palace is fabulous, |
from the famous gold leaf dome ...
|... to the rare antiques for sale|
After admiring the incredible opulence for a while, we headed upstairs to the café and bar area, where we discovered that we could have cocktails and share a mezze plate; perfection. Again, the generous Ludy treated, for my birthday. Do I feel spoiled?
We had seen a “No Photos” sign when we entered the café area, so we asked if we could take a photo of ourselves. “No, no, it’s OK.”
|No photos allowed? No, no. It's OK.|
it doesn't get any better than this ...
After lunch we continued exploring, heading out the back of the hotel and ending up out on the beach. We turned left toward the marina, stopping to take photos. I noticed a camel poop, and tracks. Hmmm. We decided to head over to take a look at one of the pools.
|... or does it?|
“You ride. Free!”
What??!! Lucy and I looked at each other and she started to say, “Do . . . you . . .”
“Are you kidding? Yayahhh!”