The United Arab Emirates (UAE) in July isn’t the best destination.
Travel - Centre of Sharjah, UAE

Sharjah is the only completely dry emirate in the UAE

Air conditioning in the UAE lulls you into a blissful false sense of security.

Inside, you’re cool, calm, relaxed and feel fresh as a daisy.

But as soon as you walk outside you are smacked in the face by the furnace like heat.

It envelops you, saps your energy and within two minutes leaves you dripping in sweat wondering how you forgot just about bad it is. I clearly need to work on my seasonal travel planning. The UAE in July is not the best destination.

The temperature got to 51°C in Abu Dhabi earlier this week, and has been at least 45°C with humidity sitting around 40-50%; and higher in the Gulf of Oman in Fujairah yesterday.

Officially the temperature never gets over 50°C. If it was to be recorded that hot, outdoor workers are sent home, meaning lost man hours. Driving around, you see gardeners, people collecting dates (of the fruit variety), cleaners and builders in the harsh sun of the day. They’re covered in long-sleeve shirts, trousers and scarves around their heads and faces, but still, it’s not easy. To me it’s astonishing heat related illness (and death) isn’t more prevalent, but then perhaps the numbers aren’t accurately recorded.

I was asked a lot whether I was enjoying the UAE; I can’t honestly say I enjoyed it, but that was because of the heat. Ask when I come back in a cooler month, not Ramadan, and I can do all the things I want to and my answer may be different.

But for now, I have a plane to catch back to cold Sydney; I’ll write some more about the many idiosyncrasies of the UAE.

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1 Comment

  1. awtytravels

    October 4, 2015 at 23:04

    Been to that corner of the Middle East many times, and always came back with a feeling of deep unease. I’ve never lived in an apartheid country, but walking along in Dubai after a day’s work and seeing that everyone huffing and puffing was an immigrant – possibly Indian, or Somali, or Ethiopian – whilst locals and white expats just enjoyed their comfy life made me feel deeply, deeply uncomfortable.

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