Sunday, April 12, 2009

Mitä Tarkoittaa Full Board

I miss? Did I go to Cape Sawadi!

Thursday, first day of the weekend Omani adults have billions of things to finish at home, children self-manage with Geppetto / Pinocchio / Gimini Cricket, who just landed on the ground Omanis. (Thank you A. and JL)
A little relaxation, beach, local residents, aromas of barbecue, and roar of engines? Just immersion in "the place to be?
A little prehistory of the dredge, with groups of young girls strolling on the beach, back down gracefully in their abayas, while cars full of young people in casual attire (a sweet mixture of traditional Omani and modernity, tend USA) roll to side on the sand, loud music, in cars tunning restyled so kitsch ...

Oh yes! Veins along the coast to the northwest, an hour's drive from Muscat in our carriage greenish! (P. 122 Off-Road)
Here we are. The wind from the ocean cools the tropical atmosphere. (The temperatures begin to rise seriously, at night, no longer falls below 25 ° C)

The children rushed to the slides, roundabouts and monkey cages, or simply stroll hand shovel . Once again, our youngest is local girlfriends. They struggle to carry him to pinch his cheeks, kiss her tenderly, offer packages of candy and popcorn. He lets himself go bravely, and did not seem bothered by the heady scents with sandalwood fond of the fairer sex corner!
After tasting the delicious cake made with yogurt by Alix (3 years, what talent!) for the birthday of late-in-her little brother, we decided to embark on a fishing boat to explore one of the small islands that we see the shore.
We seek the fisherman who came to offer us a ride when we arrived the car park. Another intervenes, offers a lower price, tone them up. We board the boat first, we deposited a few hundred yards away on a small creek that seems deserted ... well, almost. Waste picnic precedents alongside crabs and pieces of coral failed.
The place does not lack charm, and while we regret having forgotten masks and snorkels in the trunk of the car, so the water is clear. A school of fish near us amused. The sun begins to decline seriously. Our taxi was late seas. The children are already dreaming of spending a night here.




A snack:



skewer spiced fish, cooked on the barbecue: But we must resolve to go back in Muscat. On returning, the moon is full and red!

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