
First light on the marina
Low sun on still water, before the city wakes. The Arc catches it end to end.
A day at Yiti
Twelve moments, first light to lights-out. The light carries you from one to the next as the clock sweeps forward with your scroll. Go slowly.
Low sun on still water, before the city wakes. The Arc catches it end to end.

Low sun on still water, before the city wakes. The Arc catches it end to end.

A villa kitchen that opens straight to green. The day starts slowly, on purpose.

The green spine leads to the biodome, where part of what the city eats is grown inside it.

Around 70 places to eat, shop and meet, arranged around shade that works at exactly this hour.

Stables, an arena and trails at the edge of the community, with the Hajar mountains standing behind them.

Jog it, cycle it, or just follow it: the track threads the coast and the whole community.

Floodlights warming up, shadows getting longer. The sports complex takes the evening shift.

The wellness centre takes the edge off the day: warm stone, quiet rooms, nowhere to be.

The boardwalk climbs out of the streets, and the whole city switches on below you.

Down the waterfront promenade by buggy, lamps coming on, the pool still holding swimmers.

The sky does the closing scene, and dinner waits below: around 70 places to eat, shop and meet at The Plaza.

The last lights on the water, and a bedroom that ends the day the way the coast does: quietly.