Howard Johnson Hotel - Ruwi Laith Downtown
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Travel Blogs from Ruwi
... into a traditional auditorium. Clearly state of the art with individual screens on the backs of chairs and mixing desks that appear out of the floor replacing some seats. It was no surprise that the building housed the world's largest organ but it was to find out that tickets for the opera were about a tenth of those in the uk! Our next port of call was the port to visit the fish ...
... to be a new experience. The
Nissan xTerra is enormous. Gleaming white, ok it has a few bumps and
scratches and 130.000Ks on the clock but it starts and goes like a
dream. Exactly what I wanted. Mohammed is helpful and Matteo and I
crawl over and under the car to make sure all is well. Time will tell
but it looks good.
Saturday is spent
mostly relaxing but there is a party to which Sarah has been invited
and we can tag along too. Well, when ...
... in Muscat I slowly got used to driving here, I knew where I was going and which exit to take. This time in Mathra we also went up the fortress and found the massive wooden door unlocked and no sign telling us not to enter.
The three of us were all alone in the fortress and had great view from the top of the tower which had to be conquered by rope. On the way back to the entrance we were caught by ...
... that we could all play in. Upon further investigation we discovered another pool and opted to stay where we were. The other pool didn't provide enough shade! There was also a playground that both the girls loved and beach access. Daisie made a new friend named Kate and she was able to play for awhile with her. The boys took Emma to the beach and I got to lounge by the pool with my margarita and enjoy the ...
... from even getting into the airport to check in (where apparently my case had gained 4kg despite using toiletries and only buying a few yak blankets!!) You end up in what i can only describe as a cattle holding area, no shops just chairs in the beaming sunshine where we boil and wait! I still don't know what our driver s real name was, we called him Mocha and he called us mam...it seemed to work!!
The plane is delayed, no information ever ...