Sometimes, as part of my job, I get to see alot of the countryside in the process of driving around between different project sites. Some days are more enjoyable than others. Yesterday it was really really HOT:
Thats right, 47 C, as in 116 F. And this was right after I had been driving around, not when the car had just been sitting in the sun for an extended period of time. For the record, the hottest I’ve seen it is 50 C, i.e. 122 F.
Despite the ridiculous heat, it was a particularly enjoyable afternoon. Over the course of my travels, I managed to get a few pictures of the wadis (dry river beds) criss-crossing the countryside:
I was also greeted by some of the local fauna:
And after an afternoon of driving around, headed home via the Sultan Qaboos highway. His Majesty (H.M. for short) Qaboos isn’t afraid to add a little decoration to the roundabouts:
Bree wants to do a pictorial of these monuments-o-the-highway called “Roundabouts of the Sultanate” because there are so many elaborately decorated roundabouts in these parts.
Since it was Wednesday night (reminder: Wednesday = Friday), we set out for an establishment where one can have alcoholic beverages along with their meal (the one who isn’t driving at least). We made our way to a mexican establishment:
Undeterred by the demonic figure on the sign, we ventured in. The mexican food was decent, but like all things here, had a faint hint of curry (because most of the chefs are indian). You can take the chef out of India, but well, you know…
Despite the live band playing non-stop hits, the dance floor was empty on a Wednesday night.:
Not just any Wednesday either, according to the menu we were witnessing “Wild Wild West Wednseday”. Notice the two “wild”s. Yet.. the atmosphere did not warrant even one “wild”. Closer inspection revealed…
Huh? This place is a mystery wrapped in an enigma sometimes. Margaritas? Check. Live band playing 80’s hits? Check. A staff of Indian waiters sporting cowboy get-ups? Check. Boot-scootin? No-can-do. Apparently by some semi-official sounding decree. Banning dancing seems a little out of character here, but ya just never know…
We’re gonna make an attempt at going out again tonight. Two nights in a row! This is big for us. We’re even going to meet our new friend there (we’re nervous). I’ll report on whether any dancing is witnessed.
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