 Map of our trip to Oman . Our trip path is in red. |
 Laurie at the source of the 'weekly.' |
 Laurie providing proof of the spread at the Al Bustan -- something like 27 different deserts to choose from. |
 Laurie's home. |
 If you look closely, you can see Laurie on the roof of his house waiving to you (center of image). |
 Donna had her birthday at Laurie’s home! Can you tell that he is a bachelor? |
 Wednesday meeting in Muscat. |
 Typical view of Muscat. |
 Sunset over the capital area. |
 We do some serious shopping at a souk. |
 Garnet waits in line for the bathroom. He was really proud of his now Omani hat. |
 A gentle shop keeper. |
 The Sultan Qaboos Grand Mosque. |
 The women are prepared to enter the mosque. |
 Trying out the 'washrooms.' |
 The entrance. |
 Other than there being some books in wall niches and the floor being carpeted there is no furniture. |
 ClClose-up of the ceiling detail -- tile and wood. |
 A visitor at the main door. |
 Outside in the garden, water flows freely in many fountain areas. |
 This is truly 'Big Sky' country. |
 Laurie leads us though some barren hills as we travel south. |
 This old man was selling cucumbers along the road side. We stopped here to purchase some 'sweet lemons'. |
 The 'Turtle' camp is out on flat desert. Many people slept under the stars -- absolutely vivid! We choose bunk 9. |
 The food building, Auntie Maria in foreground. |
 Everyone loves Garnet -- even an assistant to an Omani top government official that visited the camp – hugs and snuggles!!! |
 9:30 pm. a turtle digs a nest before laying her eggs. For perspective, note the guide standing above. |
 About finished laying, another female starts to fill in her hole as she digs a decoy hole 1 m away. |
 The family watches the miracle happen. |
 Aven holds an egg. |
 What we see just before the hole is filled in. |
 Just down the beach, I get a photo of one more. |
 This area is good for turtles because of the soft diggable sand and lack of rocks. |
 Along the trip we stop for lunch and I see this stink bug on a Milk Weed plant. |
 We travel back through Sur, a sleepy fishing town with lots of dhow. |