Oh Man, Oman

It seems these visa runs come more frequently the longer I live here.  A series of SNAFU’s, bureaucratic red tape and a very laid back management at the company I work for still have me in limbo between the category of a tourist and a worker here. Therefore I am taking these visa runs as an opportunity to see other countries as a tourist rather than just an airport to jet in and out of.

We took an overnight trip into the Musandam region of Oman and stayed at the Golden Tulip hotel just out of Khasab. What a beautiful part of the world with arid mountains directly on the coastline and an undulating coastline that is nicknamed “The Fjords of Oman”. Khasab is a small port town with fishing and tourism as its main reason for existence. I also hear stories that it is a main artery for illegal smuggling of goods, mainly electronics from Iran in exchange for what I don’t know. But don’t quote me on that.

I’ll let my pictures tell the story in this post so enjoy.

You know you are getting close to Oman when you see the mountains suddenly jut out of the landscape.

The road to Khasab skirts the thin line of land between the mountains and the sea.

Livestock abounds, both in Oman and the border towns of the UAE as you approach Oman.

You can’t go anywhere in Khasab without seeing goats everywhere.

This local resident let us take a photo with him at the Marina.

Fishing is a way of life in Khasab.

I awoke early the next day to catch this photo.

Wide open beaches with plenty of room to spread out.

A small family sits ouside their house.

Someone forgot where their marina slip was.

This mosque was located near the marina. Nice view of the mountains in the background.

The hotel where we stayed.

The marina at Khasab, Oman.

As I said, goats are everywhere.

Just a short walk from the hotel.

This can be seen from the hotel.