Pucker Up

Weekend before last I ventured back into Oman with four colleagues. We went in search of green-back turtles found on the beaches of Ras Al Hadd. While sitting in the airport cafe waiting to board the plane we made what proved to be a brilliant rule:

If you even mentioned a SINGLE solitary word about work you were punished which meant that the two of us non-drinkers had to eat peppered lemon slices.

When work life is your social life and your social life is your work life, the boundary between “at work” and “not at work” is very very very blurry. While this kept the trip from devolving into a 2 day work meeting, many lemon slices were still consumed:



Disclaimer: No, I am not looking my freshest best. I hadn't showered in 36 hours -despite 103 degree temps and nearly 100% humidity and 2 days of swimming in water of dubious cleanliness- and I was very very tired due to below mentioned camping "experience."

Thanks to Masoud, our rather bored guide, we hiked into a superb wadi to swim and cliff jump, camped out under the stars (since the rather “rustic” huts also sheltered spiders), and found pretty hilarious 4-foot long turtles nearly 300 kilometers into the Omani countryside. Despite the pepper burn around my lips - an altogether and all-round great adventure.