We live in a strange world of limbo. We are moving on but remain static and none of it is of our own volition. However, things carry on as normal; exotic foods, especially from the sea and things to get done before the winter!
Work was recently at university where it was nice to see that the segregation of the sexes was still strong; even stair wells were designated according to one’s gender.
In fact, there is also a healthy degree of sexism, racism and probably every other ‘ism’ that you can think of, all alive and well and having no adverse effects on this society at least.
I particularly like the idea of leaving all those dating problems to the parents to sort out. What could possibly go wrong?
Taking off on adventures is generally curtailed this time of year. It is Ramadam so all food outlets are shut until dark and it is an arrestable offence to be seen drinking or eating in public (and that includes chewing gum, really!). We’re used to it now so we just hide indoors for the duration of this holy month. Anyway, it’s too darn hot to be outside as temperatures soar to above 50 degrees fairly regularly, although it’s been a little cooler of late.
Even if we were inclined to venture out, we are at a loss as to where we could go that we haven’t been already. With hand on heart we can honestly say we have seen more of Oman than most Omani people; we have been as far south as you can go, down to Salalah and towards the Yemeni border (not too close as there are kids with real guns loitering at the border), as far east as we can – to Masirah Island, then along the coastline and as far north, as when we visited Musandam. We have driven to the west and into the Empty Quarter. We have traversed most of the spectacular wadis, crossed the desert, climbed every mountain (I feel a song coming on here) ford every stream, followed every rainbow… well, you get the idea. We’ve shopped till we dropped at the lavish Malls and that’s about it. What more is there to do here? A trip to our favourite, five star hotel must be on the books fairly soon though. As per previous posts, we wait to depart this land but a little bit of red tape seems to have entwined itself around our ankles and we are, at this moment in time, unable to break free. Idle hands make…
Well, fruit sitting on the dividing wall in the office.
Tuesday is fruit day at work and a healthy selection of healthy consumables is delivered free to all employees. It is a brilliant idea except, it comes packed in an enormous polystyrene container, with lid! Eat healthy and pollute the world, eh? It would appear that things weren’t quite thought through on that one. In fact, it is indicative of most things of late…
Next month will be the anniversary of the sad passing (from previous post) and if you have no clue as to what I am referring, it matters not. If you would like to know, then I urge you to buy a copy of ‘living IN A DREAM’ by Rowntree Travis, which you can find on Amazon, or visit Rowntreetravis.com for more details.
This weekend, when it gets dark, we will be off to a little part of Africa for some amazing grub that is spicy, unusual and somewhat pricey. It’s just like the real place, save the internal conflict, famine, disease and oppressive regime.
And, just quickly, for all you dads out there (as well as single mums that have the dual role) have a share of mine.
Where and when the next blog will be written I cannot say for sure. Every day brings as many disappointments as it does promises.
I trust, for the sake of sanity, those of you who were eligible voted to LEAVE the madness of the European Union.
Until who knows when we’ll meet again,