#peace and quiet yippeee

[lionydoorin]

Would she not be reminded of hitting amber with the crutches when she hits her friends with a cane?

I love the idea that she hits her friends with a cane tho. Im just curious to see your thoughts on this

anon. i was playing valorant when i got this ask and when i tell you i gasped and prayed the gods above or whatever that the other team surrendered so i could talk about this. (i won so yippeee i'm here now.)

okay. so.

they'd been having lots of good days for the past few weeks.

therapy was working. their medications were working. none of them had been having nightmares these past few nights. group hangouts and movie nights were filled with nothing but smiles and laughs, this carefree atmosphere that had finally settled since the baileys attacked. they were fine. for the most part.

that is, as far as the group was aware.

sometimes, of course, they all had their bad days, and tara was no exception. she promised sam she'd try again, give her therapist another go, that she'd do her hand and leg exercises and use her cane to walk to school every day and that she'd take her medication correctly and drink water and sleep and-

it was all just too much.

she couldn't tell them, though. not when they were having a good streak, not when they're finally enjoying the thought of being alive again.

she wishes she felt that way, too.

the worst part is that this day collided with one of their movie nights - at any other day, tara could just tell sam she was tired from her classes and that she was sleeping in earlier, lock herself in her room, and cry until her eyes grow tired. but she had to sit there, pretend everything was fine, put on her best smile and talk when she was required to.

and don't get her wrong: she loves her friends. loves the family they've become. but sometimes they remind her of the things she's lost, of what they've been through, and she's still not at peace with everything.

so tara's awfully quiet for the night. she still smiles, she still replies when someone asks her something, still gives her opinion on what they could get for dinner and what movie they should watch.

they were all sitting in a circle, telling each other childhood stories and catching up on things they maybe didn't know about each other's lives. sam told kirby about how funny it was to babysit the siblings, mindy told them about this one time chad pissed himself while they watched child's play when they were eight. kirby told them one of her embarrassing college hookup stories.

so it wouldn't be a problem to talk about tara's disastrous tree #2 performance for the middle school spring musical, right?

she got up as soon as mindy started the story. sam was immediately nodding and chad was already holding his laughter when he noticed what tara was about to do. and tara is smiling, because it was fine, but she was still mortified and she had to keep the pun going.

she always hit them. it was funny. they all laughed. she was okay.

but when she's above mindy, raising her cane, her vision flashes and suddenly she sees raven hair and a dark robe, hands protectively over her face as amber grunts from the hit.

tara screams, dropping the cane to her side as she backs up and falls to the ground, breathing heavily and crawling backwarsd in fear. everyone's eyes are immediately on her, and sam rushes to her side immediately, a hand on her shoulder. her voice seems distant, an echo in the back of her mind.

her leg hurts more than usual. her hands shake, shoulders going up and down as she struggles to steady her breath. tears falling freely.

mindy seems scared, their hands no longer above their head as they crawl towards tara's direction, immediately asking a hundred questions about how she's feeling.

amber is standing behind them, disfigured as always, chuckling. she raises a hand to shake her index finger from side to side.

[electrosair]

hiiii! hope ur doing well ❤️I'm joining in on the matchup bandwagon as well yippeee

to give you a tiny bit of an idea about my personality, i'm an INFJ 9w1. I tend to be extremely shy, and closed off from people when it comes to talking about myself, as my main focus is on the people themselves and the world around me in general. I like to maintain peace and quiet and help the others around me - but also escape in other worlds through books, video games or fiction.

I'm very emotionally sensitive. I am also prone to overthinking and getting really anxious. It's easy to make me embarrassed too!

generally I don't bother people with my problems because I'd feel really selfish, but I am always willing to help those in need - hell people even come to me for advice, comfort or just to be heard. I kind of tend to neglect myself sometimes, when it comes to my physical energy or emotional well-being.

being social isn't very easy for me and I run out of energy quickly.

I have only a few friends. when I'm around them I tend to have a very positive and pleasant disposition! I actually tend to be a little louder than I normally am, and I've been told that it brings people at ease. also my optimism is seemingly infectious, or so I've been told. the thing is that I'm very optimistic around people, but negative with myself - I'm my own worst critic, I'm very harsh on myself.

I value honesty and I prefer for people to tell me things at face value. I can be blunt most of the time, but I usually read the emotional atmosphere and go easier with my words (sugarcoating most of the time), so I don't hurt the others around me (I tend to gently scold people sometimes). it's hard to make me angry, and also I forgive easily.

I am able to predict outcomes of situations most of the time, and it's helped me a lot (legit feel like I'm able to avoid any dangers fhsjfhd).

my favourite nation is Fontaine! lovely story, music, landscape and characters, and exploration is so fun. as for my favorite element, it has to be anemo!

during my free time I am usually reading about psychology stuff (I love understanding the human mind and people around me in general), playing video games, watching vtubers, watching documentaries (from nature to crime ones), or creating my own artwork, characters and generally just. creating things in my head and living in my own little world when things get too tough for me (its a good way for me to cope).

some fun facts as the cherry on top! I'm a very organized person. my entire room is SUPER organized, neat, super clean. some plushies, manga and books here and there.

I am good in academics, I'm hardworking, and I love animals. cats especially. I'm a sucker for cute things, and I kinda know how to cook. I don't have a lot of physical strength, I'm really weak.

I dedicate myself to those close to me a lot, at this point some people would call a sister figure or a "mom friend" lol.

🙏I hope this isn't a lot. if it is I'm super sorry I tend to ramble plenty;;; anyway make sure to take real good care of urself! sending love ~ ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

you can ramble all you want in my requests 😭

Lyney!

After getting to know you a little better he would make sure to ask you every so often how you've been feeling since he knows that if he doesn't ask you, you won't tell him anything.

He loves when you to start to open up little by little with him, he would try everything so that you can become closer and gain trust with him. One of the things he does is to invite you to the new shows he does, always in the front row so he can surprise you more.

He might even ask you what you would like to see in magic tricks or if you know any, he also wants ideas and would be willing to listen to you and figure out afterwards how he can do it. Lyney would also tell you about some of his own, but always in a discreet way so as not to ruin the moment of the performance for you.

He's probably a person who really appreciates order to have everything go according to plan, so I think you would also be pretty compatible in terms of little personality things like that as well. And the fact that you like cats so much just makes it even better.

[yuukei-yikes]

ah! if you're taking questions about the fankids, can i ask about what's going on about the whole reincarnation thing? (how konoha finds out, if anyone else figures it out, even how he finds out about konoha (before he died) and the whole "daze" thing in the first place. poor kid's got a lot to deal with lol)

YIPPEEEEEEEEEE <- this yippe was written before i finished writing the reply. no yippee anymore. under the cut bc i also went crazy long with this and its embarrassing and erm erm erm erm. hehe. so much mental illness i basically wrote a fic under the cut

i've actually answered this before BUT im changing my answer. when i answered that ask konoha and ayame were only like 40 hours old so now it's simmered in my head better...hehehehheheheeh <- my evil laugh because im abt to give konoha 80 mental illnesses.

so i know i linked to the old answer but if u went to read it just forget abt everything i say in there

yknow how i talked abt like overprotective parents haruka&takane in my last ask LOL i actually had a big wall of text that i deleted while answering because it was rly sad and it got super long and i was like erm. maybe another time and THEN I GOT THIS ASK AND IM LIKE BOYYY WHY DID I DELETE THE TEXT but whatever i'll just go crazy now and even more bc i can dedicate the whole space to it HEHEHEHEHHEEH

konoha is nonverbal for years and since ayano works with kids i think she knows sign language teehee and when it became obvious konoha wasn't going to speak as a kid haruka&takane are like. well. let's do that ig. mekakushi dan learning sign language arc 💖 still is nonverbal most of the time i think. if i had thought of it beforehand i would've kept it for present time JUST IMAGINE THE DOODLES I MADE THE FIRST TIME HE'S SIGNING EVERYTHING IVE DECIDED MY NEXT GEN KONOHA IS NONVERBAL. HE DICHO. CASO CERRADO

ok they're overprotective not only bc they're disabled4disabled and terrified that konoha will one day wake up and be diagnosed with u got 6 years to live type of thing but also. konoha autism swag

and when konoha becomes a toddler shit goes down. then he starts hallucinating and having all these night terrors abt stuff like hibihiyo's timeloop and reviving azami over and over while she was living in the real world but also he's a kid so he doesn't really register all this horrifying stuff the same an adult would duh. and he kind of ALWAYS saw it he just can put it into words now ig. so he's not like AUUUUGHHH he's more like.. confused and scared. he's also not super communicative and i dont mean that bc he's nonverbal like even if he is, he still speaks through signs!! but he's still kind of quiet and slow and etc. like he IS konoha yknow?? he's just like playing and hanging out and suddenly just sees azami and he's like erm mom can u tell the lady in the corner to go away :(( and takane's like LOL. GET IN THE FUCKING CAR. he just gets diagnosis or derivations to other doctors and a child therapist etc and its not wrong bc HE IS completely human now and that whole thing IS translating into not only a human mind but like A TINY human mind. basically mental illness. so many mental illnesses.

HE'S STILL A RLY HAPPY KID...BUT THERE'S SO MUCH TO GET THRU... it's not like he's permanently hallucinating or having night terrors every night either he leads a fairly normal life!!! and is a little kid and has fun and plays around and he's so so so sweet and rly happy!!! but. there's also The Horrors.

i dont think the dan would hide their powers. like yeah sure kano can turn into a cat yippeee!! if we lose a toy we go to hibiya he can find anything!! seto can ALWAYS guess what number we're thinking of it's so funny!! LIKE IT'D BE CUTE RATIO + PLAYING + HAVING FUN OK? PEACE AND LOVE ON PLANET EARTH, OK!?!?!?!?

but the thing is that haruka saw everything konoha did like THEY WERE. YEAH. haruka & konoha is a THING so i think konoha can ask something and haruka's increasingly like HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT bc there is no way ANYONE could've told him that like the only person who would know is. WELLLLLL KONOHA? i think the big reveal can happen thru konoha being like hey. do u remember when we talked. in that big white room that never ended. that was rly weird lol like when did that happen. where even were we lol. also u were yelling thats so weird u never yell it was scary. lol!! and haruka's like Hehe(shaking) bc as soon as he realises He Cannot Stop realising

what the dan doesn't say is their story ofc bc it's rly sad and like why would they tell their kids abt that lol but. konoha starts asking Questions... Very Specific Questions.

ok sorry i havent even gotten to the way he finds out he's even awakening eyes LOL i think haruka realises btw. he realises before konoha realises. well konoha DOESNT realise. but he HAS been having this identity crisis and he's like damn i already transed my gender WHAT IS IT THIS TIME and he keeps asking these oddly specific questions that are freaking everybody out because he's not even really asking about their pasts?? he's just like mixing his old memories to his current memories and being like uncle shintaro remember when we fell off that high place together :3 and shintaro's like what the fuck are u talking about. like he doesn't describe it specifically enough or whoever he's talking to just assumes someone else told him abt something that happened back then.

like THATS HIS OTHER SELF so haruka isnt even doubting it, as soon as he realises HE DOESNT UNREALISE HE DOESN'T TRY TO CONVINCE HIMSELF OTHERWISE once he knows HE KNOWS. but konoha still doesn't know he's just kinda watching haruka having like a crisis or something.

from then on erm.... about how to manage it... well it'd be a complicated situation. haruka obviously tells takane and she's like ur fucking crazy lol im gonna go talk to him *leaves* *comes back* ok u were right. how the fuck did we even create this.

basically the dan knows before konoha does and it becomes a rly complicated subject about what to do about it because most of them are like the only way to rly make sure is to talk to konoha and they dont know if they wanna do that because they'd have to come clean about their horrible story and yknow konoha's just a kid!! but also if he IS konoha and everything he is seeing are those awful memories then he should know? for peace of mind? maybe? it's... a whole thing. like konoha isn't.... suffering. like obviously all his mental issues are awful but it's not like they will go away just by having context to some stuff. he's still a happy kid. the dan's like ok somehow haruka and ene created a freak of nature. it happens.

like what if they tell him and then all the memories become super clear. why would they wanna do that. most of the memories are total ass and awful. but also konoha's clearly confused and feels so lost. but maybe that's better than him being properly traumatized by remembering everything??

at the end of the day haruka and takane are the parents and they have to decide lollll man they'd be so torn about it. konoha probably throws a line like i just always feel like im forgetting something. THEY'D BREAK DOWN ON EACH OTHER SO BAD AND KONOHA'S LIKE WHYYYY ARE U GUYS CRYINGGGG!?!?! srry haruka and takane for putting u thru the horrors. i think it's funny to do that. congratulations on the marriage and the kid but also cry about it

erm. idk if or how they'd tell him. this is all i can come up with now. bye tune in for next chapter i fucking guess

[tboneburpee-blog]

Either much anticipated or at long last a new posting from the city of endless sunshine and beautiful scenery. It is almost shocking that is has been three months since the last posting yet life has been calm and crazy at the same time. I feel like no post is needed if I do not do anything but then it is good to send updates even when there is no exciting travel had… so here is a review of the antics since the last posting…

Sunset Oman

Sunrise Oman

Sunset Jebel Shams

Crowne Plaza at sunset

Sunrise on the Natural Reserve on the way to work

Oh the classroom… that has not changed and as of the first week of January changes for next year host the potential for teaching in upper primary or 7/8th grade English. I made the mistake of telling my assistant this information and she broke down in tears. I did not realize she would do this as I was trying to share the information so she could be prepared and see what her options might be for next year. Thuraiya says to me, ‘just wait maybe it will be better next year’. In the six years she has been working here she said that this is the happiest she has been. The other teachers she worked with did not respect her and treated her as if she was one of the kids. Who thinks they can treat another person so poorly! I treat her like a person and say good morning to her everyday. This makes her extremely happy and she does not want to leave the classroom… who knew I was that friendly and nice!!! The boys have not changed in my opinion, and I have honestly tried to like them and the grade, it is just not happening. I am not challenged (yes every day is a challenge) and this experience is making me not enjoy the classroom, which is sad given I have only been teaching for 8 years. Lord 8 years.. time flies!!! The boys are so catered/pandered to at home they struggle daily at school to do things on their own and need confirmation they are doing things correctly at every step.

Yes they may be ‘cute’ but do not be deceived

I struggle with this as you can imagine, the one goal I have as a teacher is to make the students independent learners so they may thrive and survive in the real world. I am, however pleased to say that some kids are actually learning to read as parents have thanked me for their success to date… But regardless of my distaste for this grade level, I go in daily and do the best job I can in the hopes the students take something away with them into second grade.

Muttrah Port – Sultan’s summer palace

Muttrah Port – fort behind Sultan’s summer palace

Muttrah Port – Sultan’s yacht

Muttrah Port – Dows

One highlight of our nonstop working were the National Day/Sultan’s birthday celebrations that took place. Our school was set up with carpets in the courtyard, hand-made craft stalls, food, and the kids performed saying prayers and singing songs to celebrate. The staff partook by dressing in formal Omani outfits. All went well for students and teachers alike especially since our celebration day ended at 1 pm and my friends and I left school to celebrate ourselves.

My boys on National DayMuscat, Oman

Ladies on National Day Muscat, Oman (Nareesha and Emma)

Courtyard Ladies on National Day – Muscat, Oman (Kelly, Harriet, Emma, Nafiza, Jo)

National Day fun – traditional woman

National Day fun

The people love His Majesty the Sultan so much and are so grateful for the safety and comfort within their country that he provides they honor him constantly; most took time during this holiday to decorate their cars proudly with photos of His Majesty and the colors of their country. The number of cars that were decorated (and creatively) was astounding. Interestingly enough, if you decorated your car they had to be cleaned by November 30th with all decorations removed. This was also the same for the cities and villages that put up holiday lights and flags during this time.

Muttrah Port Oman

Life during National Day – Muttrah Oman…

Sunset during National Day – Muttrah Oman…

Alleys in Muttrah Oman…

National Day fun – cars

National Day fun – Sifa

For National Day we were granted two days holiday (YIPPEEE!!!) so I arranged to flee and headed to Abu Dhabi, UAE to visit Trish and Colin from Bermuda who I had not seen in 10 years. Trish and Colin have lived in Abu Dhabi for two years and I was so happy they were home and welcomed my visit. To my surprise Nicky and her husband Podge (more friends from Bermuda) had flown in the following morning so the visit became a double treat. Trish and I paddle boarded in the mangroves, stunning! A little slice of peace and quiet in the bustling city. We visited the Grand Mosque, one of the largest in the United Emirates and has the largest hand-knotted rugs in the world with 2,268,000,000 knots. (Oman has the second largest with 1,700,000,000 knots) and rode bicycles with their son Charlie along the Corniche. The Corniche is a paved path that runs along the beach in the middle of the city. One has views of the various volleyball and football matches being played, the 7 star Emirates Palace hotel, Marina Mall, and the construction of the new Fairmont Hotel (ha ha!!). Riding along or running along this daily could help someone forget about a bad day and appreciate the beauty that is around them. I liked Abu Dhabi and look forward to going back and visiting with friends again soon.

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With Abu Dhabi done it was time to see what Dubai was like. Mind you the most I saw of Dubai was the inside of their National Stadium, some really fit men, and some wonderful costumes and I was okay with that!!! Who would be disappointed watching men in shorts with monster legs run around on a pitch in spectacular sunshine?!?! The sole purpose of our trip to Dubai was to watch HSBC Rugby 7s tournament. Yes, I think I am addicted and if this is my only addiction (aside from the beach and wine) …. I think I am okay with that. There were four of us from Oman who attended the games and we had a blast. Sadly the USA did not do as well as they did last year in Singapore but it was good fun to watch all countries play nonetheless! The rugby is fast moving and a thrill to watch. The speed and techniques are quite different from 15 aside matches so this changes the vibe and to help, the people watching is fantastic!!! We stayed in the Le Meridien Fairway which was perfectly situated to get to the stadium easily and the Irish Village. Irish Village being a must for any attendee to rugby or a visit to the city.

Dubai crew

Costumes of Dubai

Costumes of Dubai

Intermission during 7s Tournament – Dubai

Airport randomness

The 14 weeks we had between our October break and Christmas were long and filled with many social activities. The friends I have here are amazing and we have a great time together. I have also made a good group of friends outside of work, which is very important for me to do, I am not one to sit around and discuss work when I am not there so having friends outside of the work field is helpful. I do not check emails after school or over the weekend, once I am out the door work is behind me and my life moves on. One Thursday afternoon while sitting in Habanas (the bar at the Grand Hyatt Muscat) we wondered why we were drinking inside when there was so much glorious sunshine and a beach right out the door. We then remembered that we could not drink on the beach and there were no outside bars. Okay – this is one drawback of a Middle Eastern country! With that said we decided that our next Thursday outing would be on the beach and VERY discreet. We packed colors, blankets, snacks, Chili dog and headed to the beach for sundowners, happy drinks, happy times (whatever you want to call it). We people watched, chatted, and watched the sun go down. It was stunning just sitting there with such a good group of friends that we lost track of time and did not leave until well after sunset. And as of typing this blog we have done it three times!!

Picnics on the beach Oman…

Jo and I

Beach picnics in Oman…

Sunset a day…

Christmas time brought me back to the States to spend time with Momma bird and Mel, family, and friends. For a day or so I did not mind the refreshing crisp air that nipped at my cheeks and numbed my fingers, but it was unreasonably cold!!  I sucked it up, went for a run, slugged my way through a sinus infection, and soaked up family time and the Christmas spirit. I knew I would be back in the brilliant warm sunshine soon (and it would not be New England if it was not cold in December!!!)… Christmas is not celebrated in the Middle East so although the US starts Christmas in October it was a thrill for me this year to come home and hear Christmas music and see the decorations everywhere. At times like this it takes leaving a country to appreciate what you have left behind.

Boston you’re my home…

One thing that brought a smile to my face before leaving the Middle East for the East Coast of America was hearing the Boston accent and seeing a man wearing a Boston Red Sox cap while waiting to board my flight in Dubai. The man wearing the hat was probably wondering why I put on a big smile when I looked at his head as I did not say anything to him just kept on walking… never hurts to smile at someone for no reason either!!

    I was able to help Momma bird with things around the house, Christmas shop, meet friends, and just relax….After being away for six months it was nice to be back to the place I will always call home.

Arriving in Oman, I was greeted with open arms walking off that plane at 7 AM by the 20 degree heat and blazing sunshine (80 in F)! I quickly drove home after doing laps and making phone calls to figure out how to pay for parking at the airport long term parking which did not accept bank cards… WHAT?!?! Back home and reunited with Chili dog, it was time catch up on sleep. My two overnight flights and a hiccup in Munich proved to exhaust me;  the energizer bunny was done and needed to recharge!! Batteries charged …… a beach walk was in the future and catch ups with friends was on the menu. I went for a walk on the beach with Chili, went running, and went for dinner…. ahhhh life was restored!!!!

Photos of life in Oman…

sunsets Al Shatti Beach

black and white sunsets Al Shatti Beach

Life in Oman

Al Shatti Beach.. Muscat, Oman (fishing boat)

need a little arse in our lives – Yiti, Oman

Harriet and I

Jo, Emma, and I

Grumpy cow is what I was called …

Royal Opera House Oman

Beethoven’s 9th First opera – Scott (coworker) and I

Sun worshipper stump – like me..

Sunrise on the Natural Reserve on the way to work

Birds of Oman

Super moon

Parliament from above

4 wheeling in Oman – ocean views

Goats and boats – Sifa

Goats – Sifa

Donkeys and goats – Sifa

As for an update post Christmas and January….

Well departing Boston was easy in the sense of flights, it is never easy to leave family and friends behind.. visits are bitter sweet, but life moves forward as with time and I had to get back to work.  Checked into Boston for my first of two overnight flights.  Now I do love flying and get a thrill each time the plane takes off but overnight flights in cattle class came be a bit cramping to say the least.  Row of four seats I kindly asked the little man next to me if he wanted to move so he could have more room, he politely declined.. grumble (I was thinking leg room and sleep!!)… well we were off and there were empty seats in front of me, again I asked the man if he wanted to move and he said ‘ok’.. SCORE…. I got some sleep and arrived in Munich a little perkier early the next morning…I set out to explore the city after getting some coffee.  I know it might not surprise some of you but I was not properly dressed to explore a city in the winter, therefore my tour of Munich was a rather quick one.  I can say that what I did see amazed me and I look forward to going back.. IN THE SUMMER!!!! 

Quick tour of Munich

                  Concluding my tour I went back to the airport to warm up and try and check in for the second overnight flight back to Muscat.  I could not check in.. umph!!!  I wanted a seat on the aisle and was getting grumpy this might not happen… finally the check in counter opened and I surely did not get my aisle seat, in fact, I did not get a seat at all because my ticket was canceled… yes you are reading correctly… canceled.  Gobsmacked I made my way to the purchasing counter, trying to remain calm and pleasant, and asked the woman if she could get me on the flight back to Muscat… she replied, for 700 EURO I can yes!  I am sorry how much?  With no other option I bought the ticket, walked back to the check in counter and presented them with my new ticket, and tried to weasel myself an upgrade… did it happen?!?!?  NO!!!!!  Long story short, I did not fly the first leg of my already purchased round trip ticket therefore the airline kindly canceled a section of my return ticket (when they could have canceled the whole ticket.  Mind you I did confirm three times with travel agent in Muscat that this would not happen… ) Sleepy and back in Oman, Chili was delivered to me by a friend and gave big welcoming licks to wake me up.. aw I missed that pup!

Chili-dog

Back to work but not without ringing in the New Year strong.  Couple of us decided that we should do this properly and stay up for the ball drop.. a few too many glasses of bubbles, a taxi ride home and argument with a taxi driver, I woke up with a start at 7:08 AM… Holy $$$$ I was due at school at 7:00 AM..  hustled my tail into the shower, walked the dog, stopped for coffee (um come on now!!!), and got to school at 7:45… I walked into the classroom, slightly off as you might imagine and my assistant greeted me with the biggest smile and clapping!!  Lord I love this woman..

As we moved into January a group of us took an adventure ride from Muscat to Rustaq and over the Jebel Shams mountain range ending in Al Hamra.  The drive over the mountain range was stunning, every turn had another photo opportunity and we did not miss them.

Views over the range

Rustaq to Al Hamra

falaj water system – historic

hike to quiet qaterfall

because each valley needs a football pitch

Rustaq to Al Hamra – 4 wheel drive trip

Jebel Shams Range – Oman

evenings in the mountains

Sunset Jebel Shams

Al Hamra is a small village but what makes this town unique is that it also has within it a mud village.  The mud village has been abandoned for the last 30-40 years (when we asked a local he could not provide a better answer).  This town was reminiscent of New Mexico as the homes and outlying buildings were all made out of adobe.  Incredible to see a town abandoned because they did not have the knowledge or understanding of how to protect the buildings from rain or weather related issues.  Yes it actually does rain in Oman and they have no idea how to handle it, even this many years later.  The village was a little eerie yet peaceful to walk through.  One does not get a chance to walk through many abandoned towns in the Middle East.

Mud Village Al Hamra

Mud Village Al Hamra

Mud Village Al Hamra

Mud Village Al Hamra

Mud Village Al Hamra

Mud Village Al Hamra

Doors

Mud village – Al Hamra

Doors of the Mud village – Al Hamra

The adventures continue and the country amazes me when I get the chance to get out on the weekends and explore.  Life is full and exciting in Muscat.  I am grateful for the friends I have met, the places I have seen, and the opportunities that I have been given. I miss family and friends daily and think of them often but am really enjoying the experiences and my life in Oman. Thank you for reading..!!!

    Aw life in Oman.. 2017 Either much anticipated or at long last a new posting from the city of endless sunshine and beautiful scenery.