Muscat Away Day

So over the extended weekend I kitted myself out with a modest home gym. I travelled to Muscat and bought the only size inflatable burst proof ball (at 65 cm it’s the wrong size) I could find. I bought trainers, resistance bands, weights and pyjamas.

I also purchased real chocolate chip shortcake biscuits and (luxury of luxuries) Marks and Spencer’s underwear. It’s incredible how little it takes for one to feel slightly more at home in the first few weeks of arriving in a new country. I’ve got the best of both worlds really. Ibra is cheap and only one and a half hours from Muscat. For all the little creature comforts not available in Ibra, I can head to Muscat but for the rest of the time I can eat out at restaurants in Ibra for the price of a coffee or a muffin in Muscat.

I have a long to-do list that includes watching the sun set in the desert then spending the night in a desert camp. I’m still too disoriented to write anything creatively but I hope that will soon change. This environment should inspire me.

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