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We're feeling quite at home now and have settled into a daily routine. We’ve just had 4 days at sea which went very fast – despite some misgivings on Margaret’s part that she’d get restless being stuck on board! The 2 speakers who started at Singapore left us at Salalah and were replaced by 2 ...
... we were running late by this stage so we were motored back to shore quite quickly. It was then onto the bus for the two to three hour trip back into Dubai, but this was made longer as mum decided to try to get some appropriate power adaptors for the French people we had met (they hadn’t brought them) and so we made about four stops along the way. Epic fail. Very sleepy when I got back but an amazing day and I’m glad we made the effort despite the fail in the passport ...
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At arrivals tried to get myself a visa but apparently you don't need one! Queue massive for immigration so was whisked off to first class where Anna was waiting excitedly (I hope) to greet me! Got bags, hugged helen, got picked up and dropped Alex on kaoh San road. All the time I felt guilty about poor Sergei!
At lamphu tree hotel we were created by lovely Thai owners made us feel very welcome. Were given a herbal drink that keeps cancer ...
Tuesday 2nd March, 2010
La Possession, Reunion.
We docked in La Possession, on the French Island of Reunion. The Port is on the Northeast corner of the Island. The Island is so small it is difficult to even find it on a map. It has a population of 800,000, an area of 972 q. miles, and lies in the Indian Ocean about 500 miles east of Madagascar. Reunion is considered to be a ...
Slight change of plans today!
Mohammad, in a dashing white dishdasha today, collected me from the Jebel Al Akhdar
Hotel at 9.30, took me to see another couple of tiny villages, and then commenced the long,
steep, windy, 25 minute, descent to the bottom of the hill, much of the time in low gear but
still going a bit too fast for my liking, cutting the corners and squealing the tyres.
Transferring to my hire car, I headed back through Nizwa with the intention of visiting ...