By
Ken Scrudato
March 28, 2008
Dubai is the UAE’s Vegas, a place where petroleum-funded glitz and the slightest hint of self-consciousness ne’er do come within a thousand kilometers of one another. And all those jet-setting glamour-pusses who have been invading its shores obviously need hotels of correspondingly shameless profligacy in which to bed down. The new Intercontinental offers up 500 rooms of incredibly swish luxy along historic Dubai Creek. It’s all about the spectacular views and unmatchable service.
