The Boondocks of Oman

Last weekend we headed to the Omani peninsula for a little rest and relaxation. Mission accomplished-it was a great time.

Highlight: Meeting the two guys who owned the goat farm outside of the peninsula. One was studying business law at the University of Sharjah and returned to his home in Oman on the weekends.

Lowlight: Getting unidentifiable bites all over my legs when waking up at the Khasab Hotel. I’ll stop there.

Highlight: Getting a few glimpses of what I have dubbed the “Arabian Dolphins” on our trip. Hearing our tour guide, Muhammad, thank us at least forty-five times by the time we left the boat.

Highlight: Listening to German children talk. Loving them.

Lowlight: The brutality of eating at a local restaurant in Oman. Wondering once again from what wild and angry beast mutton originates.

Highlight: White Russians at the local Golden Tulip Hotel and sitting and watching the Gulf of Oman crashing on the black rocks. Thinking deep thoughts and generally being a tortured soul.

Highlight: Meeting a bunch of random guys from Oman and using their dishdashas to review the Arabic words for different colors. Oh dishdash, never gets old.

Lowlight: Having to attend bi-weekly therapy sessions after seeing my travel-mates Eric and Dan in Omani pajamas. Never again, not even in jest.