Small weights, ideal for strength training
Simply Sunday. One of the most aware people in the travel business, the gal’s good friend John Wallis at Hyatt, says most people put on at least a couple of pounds when travelling. Working out is therefore essential. If ONLY gyms everywhere would give lots of little weights, not those heavy things used by male steroid-fulled weightlifters, but small ones that just tone muscles, perhaps à la Michelle Obama. Actually, I have found the ideal answer. I travel with a couple of empty water bottles. Without any liquid they are allowed through airport security. Once in the hotel, I fill them up with tap water and, hey presto, immediate weights are to hand, and in my hands. Toned muscles, here I come.
Seafood spread…
Just as the gal predicts that those staying on the south bank of Abu Dhabi’s Grand Canal will want to cross over for gelati at Dolce, so those staying on the north bank will cross over to try Pearls & Caviar on the south bank. They will also head to another of the south bank’s luxury hotels, Fairmont Bab Al Bahr, for its Friday brunch (what the gal would call Sunday brunch in nations where the weekend is Saturday to Sunday). Oh boy, come Fridays, here in the UAE, knowledgeable gourmets and groups of friends meet up, to eat-out. No-one seems to entertain at home.
.. and seafood and rice
The buffet tables stretch out of the door and along the corridor of CuiSine restaurant. There is Arabic, of course, and Chinese and Japanese and everything else you can think of. A young guy at our table starts with a mountain of sushi. I go for a healthy salad, and then lots of sashimi, cannot get enough of it. Main courses include a whole fish cooked on top of what looks like a paella for an entire sumo wrestling team.
and superb cheeses
Nils Axing, who runs this hotel, zeroes in on the cheeses but by that time I am spent, eaten-aplenty and more, but who cares, it is a weekend. We talk about what we all eat for breakfast. The sushi addict, who runs a restaurant in the Stockholm archipelago, starts his day with smoothies. Faces look amazed when I recount my usual breakfast at home, which includes bread home-made by the man in my life. Around us there are, as usual, kids who cannot make up their minds what to choose from the splendid buffet spreads and end up with, say, a couple of bread rolls.
Simplicity of a flower arrangement
Perhaps buffets are like department stores. The more you put out the more difficult it is to choose. And yet, in the retail world, a Nordstrom limits the number of frocks on a rack and charges ten times as much as a Wal-Mart. On our way out from brunch I exclaim at the lobby flowers, sheer simplicity. Once again, less is more. In the lobby here, by the way, look far up at the ceiling. There are 26 shapes hanging, like inverted nude-coloured mushrooms, about three feet across. Modern art by a local firm.
Chef Cladys Magagna, left, and Nils Axing
This Fairmont, now three and a half years old, has a younger sibling, Fairmont Palm Jumeirah on the trunk of the man-made Palm Jumeirah in Dubai. Fairmont, as a group, threw one of the best parties of the recent Arabian Travel Market there, bringing in all the chefs of the region. To me, the highlight was the Abu Dhabi corner, with Fairmont Bab Al Bahr’s talented chef Cladys Magagna there. He and his team were cooking Australian wagyu, as from the hotel’s Marco Pierre White Steak restaurant. They got through 60 kilos that night, cooked on the grill right there in front of us all and served as single-bits, on metal double-leg toothpicks. Yum yum.
That night’s star turn, Macy Gray
Everybody who is anybody was there at that Fairmont party, including the Fairmont President, Jennifer Fox. Fairmont is becoming renowned as one of the best, if not arguably THE best, party giver, and this one was up to its amazing usual level. They even flew in raspy-voiced American singer Macy Gray to sing and, unlike the rude Justin Bieber who sang elsewhere in Dubai a couple of nights later, she appreciated her adoring audience – JB started two hours late, on both his nights.
In the glass-tower Club lounge…
The gal is a great believer in the value of club floors in luxury hotels. Yes, some hotels say their whole hotel is ‘club level’ but there are many luxury travellers, especially women, who want a cocoon within a larger environment. This does not mean a women-only floor, although some, like Jumeirah Emirates Towers in Dubai, do ladies-only rooms beautifully. Ritz-Carlton’s clubs are legendary, world over. The seventh floor club lounge of The Ritz-Carlton Grand Canal, Abu Dhabi, is sensational. It is, literally, a glass box on a rooftop, looking down to the Grand Canal 200 feet away.
…look down at the pool area
Look straight down from here and you see the central part of what is essentially an arc-shaped hotel, with add-ons. The main building looks like side-by-side ‘old’ Italian houses, each in a subtle colour different from its neighbours. The add-ons are villas, whose occupants can park underground and emerge, right by their villa (clever, as from above the whole area looks like one big garden). There will also be a restaurant row, with big names from the USA who are not, amazingly, already running culinary outposts in the celebrity-chef-mad UAE.
The infinity pool has a wide ledge for lounging
The hotel’s main pool is infinity edged, with a wide-wide shallow ‘lip’ that intentionally is so set so you can lie looking over the edge, so to speak. I personally use any pool for serious laps, albeit for a short time period, but for those on holiday, basking up the beneficial rays to get as brown, or red, as possible, just lying around in the water is what they want. For mums who want to park their kids while so doing, the hotel’s indoor, air-conditioned kids club is literally 50 feet away.
Kids love their shaded wet area
Lots of kids here are enjoying frolicking in the under-awning wet playground, which looks like lots of fun. We had our own fun, in the form of an outstanding buffet lunch back up in the club lounge and then a tour of the hotel’s array of restaurants, the ones inside the building rather than outside in restaurant row. You could spend your whole time here eatin’ and drinkin’, perhaps Lebanese from Mijana, or great steaks in The Forge.
Dolce lollipops
One favourite, for all ages, is Dolce, a white with orange highlights ice cream and gelato parlour. My eye is drawn, indeed captivated, by the array of ice-creams, set as if it were in Milan, or Rome, or Venice. Which one to have? There are crayons and colouring books on nearby tables. Creativity is encouraged. This place is delightfully whimsical – see the giant lollipops that also form part of Dolce’s decoration. I bet people staying across the Grand Canal, say at the Fairmont or Shangri-La, will take the three-minute boat ride across for ice-cream and gelato.
Richard Riley surveys his terrain
Many of the ideas in this luxury hotel have been put in by the owning company’s boss, Richard Riley – the same creator who posed by the Scott bike at the Abu Dhabi Hilton. Today he has swapped bikes for his steely-turquoise Porsche Carrera which, the gal has to admit, is an ideal way to be chauffeured around town. The only challenge is that there is barely room for the trusty Porsche Rimowa (it has not featured recently but I do assure you it is still constantly on the go, being unpacked on arrival, and packed up again the following morning…).