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Letters from the Oman Trail – Advancing through Fujairah

Letters from the Oman Trail – Advancing through Fujairah

It’s again just me and the rocks. A monochromatic assortment of beige and brown tanning under the blazing sun.”

I’m hoping to reach the town of Masafi before night. There, I will refill the car, get some fresh water, have diner in one of the local restaurants, and most of all, wash up a bit ! It’s been a few days and needless to say my wife wouldn’t want to hug me looking like this. The trail follows a series of well connected wadii, where date gardens flourish. It’s busy with workers going and coming between them, all waiving at me as I pass by. A few houses safely posted above water reach. Kids, women, elderlies, all busy with household chores, pretty much living the same life their ancestors had. This is typical Fujairah mountain life… Quite a contrast with Dubai modern society.

Later, as I go deeper into the trail, it becomes quieter, goats replacing all other form of life. It’s again just me and the rocks. A monochromatic assortment of beige and brown tanning under the blazing sun.

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