The Burj Al Arab had its own special helicopter landing pad that faced the mile long coastline of Dubai. This time, the landing pad was transformed into a tennis court. I stepped safely onto the circular grass-green platform. There weren’t any guard rail enclosing the single court so it took hours for me to inch closer to the edge. Soon, the entire coastline was underneath my feet and any benches that were scattered along the beach was reduced to a tiny speck. Every nook and cranny of the metropolis city was visible when you were thousands of miles up in the sky. Also, the city was silent as an abandoned city and faded into the desert as you looked beyond the outskirts.