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Trip Start May 01, 2008
Trip End Ongoing

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Saturday, June 21, 2008

Another 2 days weekend, the ONE in this month... you'd think it's a perfect occasion for a big weekend out, but I was absolutely shattered! I needed some sleep. And, I have to admit, not only because of work. The ex-project manager, who had resigned and left just as I arrived, had invited everyone to the Begian Beer Bar on wednesday night... I finished with my good colleague Ivo, belly and brain full of belgian beer, just a few hours before getting up for work with a bloody HUGE hangover. And I had to use my brain that thursday. Painful.

Anyway, that plus the fact that I needed to look for a new job in order to keep psychological balance (that worked well as I applied to 15 interesting jobs in just a few hours), made the friday disapear.

I had been trying to organize a weekend out to the tip of the peninsula, on a dhow boat: dolphin spotting, snorkeling, and all sorts of great things to do... but that did not work out.

Instead, we gathered with a few couchsurfers for an outing to the Indian coast. I had already been to Khorfakkan, but I was ok to go back there with divers, and I actually had three excellent dives! Quite a lot of fish, beautiful coral, big big murays, a turtle, in a word: enchanting!

Before heading back to Dubai we drove south of Fujairah to Al Hail, village and further down the trail a fort. It was dominating a small oasis where dates were already beeing dried on the ground. The fort had been rebuilt with original materials, and the views over the mountains, in that dying day, were a serene beauty. We all wanted to stay there and wondere why we had not come here camping. A valley crossroad, an oasis, a bit of life, surrounded by dry, harsh, hot rocks. A place for humans to settle and take the moment in.

Back in Dubai and the same tranquility experience, this time in a brand new classy, artsy hotel where the immense terrace was all ours by the polo field. Strange.
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