How much do I love travelling? Let me count the ways… I love the anticipation of packing a suitcase and imagining adventures ahead, I love people watching at the airport and trying to guess where they might be travelling to and why. I love sitting on a plane and see the world tiny and mysterious far far below me, I love love love arriving somewhere new and not knowing what to do or where to go, signs in different languages, the air that smells new, and the light… have you noticed how different places have their own unique light? Same sun, different light.
Arriving in Dubai was fascinating. I had never stepped out of the airport before, always just passed through… We didn’t stop to visit this time either, but a car took us two hours North into a tiny territory which is actually part of Oman (which instead is South of Dubai.
We crossed some spectacular desert mountains, arid, with only the odd silvery green tree and goats for company (lots of goats!)… and then we arrived at our resort…
Yes… I think I can handle this for the next six days…
We’re staying here. If you’re curious.
while you're ahead... 