Just back from a mini-break in fabulous Dubai - an inexplicable mingling of Miami, Vegas, and some Arabian Nights fantasy dropped down for no good reason (except vast, vast, vast amounts of money) where the desert meets the sea.Mr. Muscato and I always have fun there, if only because the people watching is better than anywhere I've ever been except for Times Square back in The Day. Tiny veiled crones stare balefully at six-foot blonde Russian models in spike heels and Versace, hot men in sheikh drag ogle muscle boys from Tokyo, Kampala, and Helsinki, and it appears that everyone wears Serious Diamonds.
It's not the real world, but it's a lot of fun while it lasts.
It has always sounded so very unlikely and so very doomed. But does Venice.
ReplyDeleteThere definitely is an air of Gatsby-meets-Blade Runner doom in the air - everything is just so too-too - tall, big, green, illuminated... it's deeply amusing and deeply unsettling at the same time.
ReplyDeleteSame. I see a sort of Mad Max future for the place.
ReplyDeleteNice place to visit, wouldn't want to live there.
Great Blog!