First Week In Oman

I was a bit bored yesterday, so I decided to vist the "Qurum" area to check out some shops. I found myself even more bored when I got there. The lack of choices, the stagnant status of the shops and the lack of creativity, all made me want to get back to the house. So I found two magazines from “Alfair” and drove back home to my parents’ house (where I stay when in Oman).

When I come home to Oman, I am yearning to see my family and catch up with everyone. But after one week’s stay we exhaust all the subjects, including Oman's economy, health care system, kids progress (or lack of), and of course the "maids".

But then again, you have to know Oman well to know it is not boring this time of year as long as you like weddings and weddings and then some more weddings. I kid you not when I say there is a wedding party of someone you know almost every day of the week (a family member, a neighbour, a freind, a friend's friend . . .etc ), and you are invited, or can be.

In the US, without any parties, I struggle to find enough time in 24 hours to fulfill all my interests, of course it can be stressful sometimes if the pace is too fast, and time management is everything.

So I take a chill pill, sip my tea, relax and enjoy the change in pace. Life is good.