“I can’t, I can’t,” the reluctant thrill-seeker next to me intones under her breath, jiggling the rope that hooks onto her harness, weighing the worthiness of the only thing preventing us from splatting onto the downtown streets 220 metres below.
Approaching the brink of the Sky Views Observatory Edge Walk, we position our feet half off the metal grate and lean back past the rim, flashing smiles for the photo op. Behind us, the Burj Khalifa — neo-futurist emblem of Dubai’s aspirations and the tallest building on Earth — jabs the cloudless blue sky, towering above a 30-acre lake (manmade, of course).
Anywhere else, this kind of unabashedly touristy experience would be just a novelty, revealing little about a place. But in Dubai, it feels like an apt introduction to the city, constructed to entertain, where the thrills are invented, and the outsized landmarks are fashioned with equally enormous ambition.
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