We stopped off here on the way home. A cliché I know, but it really is an oasis in the desert. The hotel overlooks an immaculate polo pitch, with exercise track running round it.
When it became clear that we weren’t going to see any polo ponies practicing we gave up our seats in the afternoon sunshine and headed home. Not before I’d bothered a few members of staff about where the ponies lived, what the ponies ate, how the ponies trained…..I may not be allowed back