Touch Down in Dubai
With the bike crated, all that was left was me to fly to the middle east myself. Following a stuff up with flights I ended up re-booking to fly via Oman – the only reasonably priced flight left at the last minute.
Things actually turned out well as I arrived early in the morning and got to spend a day exploring Muscat. I ventured down to the Muscat Old town seeing the Old Muttrah Souk and the seaside Cornice.
After getting back on the plane, a short flight later I landed in Dubai. Finding out my bike had been delayed again I went to the giant Dubai Mall to see the aquarium and the Burj Khalifa.
A few weeks earlier I’d been contacted on Horizons Unlimited by Saleh from a group called Dubai Riders. I was fortunate enough to get the chance to meet up with them several times whilst I was there and they were incredibly welcoming. They make a point of hosting long distance riders who come through Dubai and it was a great cultural experience getting to meet some actual Emirati locals.
My bike finally arrived on Saturday and the import process was a quick one. However, it did take me alot longer to put the bike back together. The guys who’d been “”helping” me in India were a bit overzealous in their dismantling to save money and the UAE customs remarked that they don’t often see bikes arriving in so many pieces.
After catching a taxi to the petrol station to collect a water bottle full of fuel for my drained tank, I briefly commandeered the airport forklift to lift my bike to put the front wheel back on and I was back on the road.
Saleh had arranged for me to get a complementary oil change from Biker Boys workshop in Dubai and afterwards we went to the biker cafe for a farewell dinner for my last evening in Dubai. I would try and catch the ferry to Iran the next day.
Getting the ferry ticket and loading the bike was a fairly straightforward – if not lengthy; process starting at 11am and ending at 8pm when I rode on to the ferry amidst all the trucks ready for Iran.