Al Hawta Palace Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Business Services
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This city was definitely one to remember. I was out for a bite to eat when I ran into a rather pleasant woman named Deanna. Turns out, she is called a "time traveler" back in her home town. Whatever that means! We have decided to travel together since she doesn't have a set itinerary and I do.
One of the first places we decided to see in Aden was the Sira Castle. I could smell ...
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After stepping off the 18 hour flight that it takes to get to Yemen, one would expect a delicious cooked meal with mean well done, and the food prepared according to proper health standards, but not here in Sana`a, the capital of Yemen. It is evident upon stepping out of the Sana`a airport into a restaurant filled with customers, dirty tables and semi cooked food to order, that the expected health standards are ...
Well, I chose the bus because it was, and still is, filled with greater eventful incidents. You choose your ride, but either way it's going to be a bumpy ride accompanied by near missed accidents, congested traffic, road-raged drivers, and street hustlers. If you think that is all you have to deal with, then think again, because most likely you will be traveling the third world streets that are adorned with pot holes and road side construction while ...
... my journal. I felt such accomplishment in staying atop both of those. At 8 am I went down to have breakfast in the common room of the hotel, and I was all alone since I was the only guest staying there. At 8:30 my guide, Wasela, met me and we hopped on moto-taxis to go up the road 5-10 minutes to Hoteib. I don't know if there is a single motorcycle helmet in Yemen (I hadn't seen one), and I was a little nervous sitting on the dirty ...
... it. I had been awake for hours, but I appreciated his wake-up call since I didn't realize the sun rose so early. It was cold as I stepped outside, and I wrapped a bath towel over my head since my stocking cap was one of the items I had left back in Sana'a in an attempt to travel lightly on this overnight trip. I caught the sun rising over the distant mountains, the morning clear as could be. I was the only person out at this early hour, and the sandstone ...