Getting off the plane and leaving the airport the humidity slaps you across the face. By this time I have already stuffed my headscarf deep in my bag and am thankful I opted to wear linen pants. I may look like a wrinkled mess but they aren't sticking to me.
Getting a taxi at the airport in Dubai is one of the most organized processes that I have ever observed/participated in. As you walk out the exit for taxi's, you are ushered into a well formed line. There are line markers which prevent crowding, like in an amusement park. As you look ahead you can see dozens of taxis all in a line waiting. When you reach the front of the line, a uniformed man directs you to your taxi. As one taxi pulls away the next one drives up to take the next person. It really is efficient and moves pretty quickly. Which is nice because this time of year, standing outside side feels a little like you are melting.
This time we were directed to a "Ladies Taxi." It was the cutest thing. I've never seen this before. The lady taxi driver, was standing near her taxi talking with another women who worked for this cab company. Both were wearing a pink and white uniform. The cab instead of being like a yellow cab in the States, was pink and white. It was adorable.
The women explained that the company has been around for the last several years and is now up to fifteen drivers. It wasn't clear from her explanation (I had a hard time understanding her accent) but I think the cars are only used to transport women. It's an interesting concept. I remember when I was in Egypt there were women only subway cars. It seems like a safer way to travel but I wonder if feminists all over the world will think this is a set back for women's rights. But I can tell you, this service would be a hit in Kabul.
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