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Both our girls travel with a small digital camera in their bags. We decided to give them one last Christmas, because we wanted to see what they see on our travels. They were still a bit reluctant to take pictures in the UK, but really started to enjoy being little photographers in Oman. And here’s a compact selection of their photographic artwork. Continue reading
You know the feeling. Those last fews days of a holiday when your mind prepares itself for the reality of home again. That’s how it was for us arriving in Sur. With only one difference: Our heads were not getting ready for home, but for our next destination – Sri Lanka. Nevertheless, we enjoyed three very eventful days in the Sur area: Continue reading
Even though it was hard leaving a place like Alila Jabal Akhdar, we were ready for some new adventures that we found on a farm between Nizwa and Sinaw. We booked Honey Farm on AirBnB, but did not really know what to expect because the description on the booking site was to say the least, minimalistic. Continue reading
Jabal Akhdar (=green mountain) consists of two plateaus. For the first couple of nights we stayed on the lower one in a reasonably priced new guesthouse which we had found on booking.com. It was in reality far from new. It had the hardest beds ever, was dirty, shabby and thus overpriced. The good thing about this unattractive guesthouse was that we wanted to get out of it and explore the area even more. Continue reading
What we noticed while staying in the Muscat area, was that it’s quite incredible how quickly the human being gets used to its surroundings. From climate to culture, arriving in Oman was a shock to the system. But within only a few days in the country, we started feeling very comfortable here. Continue reading
We have been in Oman for a while now. But let’s go back right to the start, when we first set foot in this exciting country, full of contrast.
Let’s go back to the first – quite hectic – 24 hours. Continue reading
Leaving Scotland also meant that our time in Great Britain was slowly coming to an end – and with it the time traveling in our comfort zone. Yes, we have visited new places that neither John nor myself had seen before, but all those places were not too different to home when it comes to culture and – especially – climate. And, in case of an emergency, friends and family were never too far away. A calming thought indeed. These last few days in Great Britain almost felt like getting ready for the second start of our trip… and that the really big adventure was only going to begin. Continue reading
“Alive with history” – a slogan that is not my own but was printed on a bus around Stirling. And I stole it for this blog post because it sums up our ten days in Scotland very nicely. History was almost omnipresent wherever we went. Sometimes it almost felt like walking through a beautiful history book.
We were based in Louise’s (John’s sister) house in Alva, a town just outside of Stirling (famous for its castle and the Wallace monument). And this is how we spent our time: Continue reading