Barracuda Run

The Barracuda Run was carried out successfully with no arrests.

We headed off to the Barracuda Resort an hour's drive from here to buy supplies, you know what I mean wink wink say no more! at 10am.  Kenny thought if we went early it wouldn't be too busy. 

On the way to Barracuda Kenny tells us there is an urban myth that goes ' locals are known to run into your car along the highway on the return trip back to Dubai, making you stop your car to get your details for insurance, then they insist that you give them your you know what otherwise they'll call the police' and it is a jail able (no such word but I like it) offence.  

The highway is a flat and smooth road with a speed limit of 120kms.  On the sides of the road we saw donkeys and camels and sand and more sand.  Sand blows across the road so much that bobcats are used to push it back into the desert.  

 

Barracuda is actually a resort (of sorts) on a beach (of sorts).  Besides the obvious there was a beautiful deli where I indulged in nearly all the taste tests available.  I didn't need morning tea after all the little morsels that were on offer, cheese, dips, pesto, chutneys and crackers.  After the deli we entered the main building where you know what was kept.  It was quite busy so being there early didn't make any difference.  Looking into people's trolleys you hope they were not planning to come back for a while most were full.  The prices were a couple of dollars cheaper than home, varying between $5 and $10 depending on what you bought. 

After delivering the you know what home safely we went to the local mall for lunch at PK Chang's, an Asian restaurant, a favourite of Kenny's.  We shared scallops, salt and pepper prawns, pan seared shrimp dumplings and vegetable spring rolls.  It was yummy, just like yum cha.  No you know what - not allowed in public places.  How bizarre!