On a perfect Dubai winters day Mr. Z and I jumped in a Uber (which never seems to take a second more than 2 minutes to reach us) and headed out to the Desert Palm Polo Club.
You drive out of the city to reach it, and honestly it isn’t the prettiest of drives – until you arrive.
The grounds are beautiful, an oasis in the desert.
Green is all around you, dabbled with smooth cut water features as you cruise along the stone path to grand entrance of the polo club.
Now as you can imagine watching polo can build up quite an appetite (which you should indulge as you will need to level out all the free flowing bubbles).
The four of us picked through the assorted buffet. From mini burgers to dim sum the Berkeley Polo satisfied all.
Taking our mixed plates we headed back up terrace and enjoyed another match.
And there you have it.
My first Dubai polo with the Berkeley Cup.
I can’t wait for the next one (now that I know what all the fuss is about – very Dubai – though I guess that’s what makes it fun).
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