The drive out to this hotel, perched on the edge of a polo pitch, will give you the impression you’re heading out into the desert. And, strictly speaking, you are. But, the minute you pull into the driveway you’ll be enveloped by an incongruous oasis of lush greenery that annually plays host to polo’s global cognoscenti for the Cartier Cup. The carnivorous clientele is largely made up of moneyed ex-pats with sprawling villas the other side of the pitch or post-game players, here to enjoy serious cuts of steak. The house speciality is Wagyu, cooked on the wood-fired grill, which comes with an army of side dishes that make good use of the big, well-spaced tables. Make an evening booking here and it’s only the twinkling Burj Dubai beyond that will suggest the sandy city you’re in.