Fortunately, despite being extremely foolish, Mark can also be rather charming. So he got back on the phone and used his Irish accent to not only transfer the non-transferrable booking, but also to get the price reduced by 50% as we were going outside the Eid holiday.
So off we drove, last weekend, from Dubai to Fujairah - the only one of the seven Emirates on the East coast (Gulf of Oman) rather than the West Coast (Persian Gulf)
It was a strange drive through the desert, with only camels and large cement lorries for company.
But the place itself was amazing. Too good for words - so here are a few pictures...
We had such a great time, that Dylan - who is renowned for spending every family holiday chanting, 'I want to go home' - turned round with a big grin and declared, for the first time ever:
'I don't want to go home'
In fact, the only way we got the kids out of the resort without a complete meltdown was by getting a golf buggy to take us...