"Mommy, I think I have some camel meat stuck in my teeth."
Now there's something I don't hear my 8-year-old daughter say every day. But
then, we weren't on an everyday kind of American family vacation.
My husband, Scott, my three children and I were in Oman, a place so remote
that some of my friends had to look it up on their globes. Though we didn't know
it at the time, this Middle Eastern gem bordering Saudi Arabia has been named by
many travel guides as a major hot spot for 2009.
We spent nine days in October in this exotic state on the Arabian sea,
dividing our time between Muscat, the capital, and Salalah, a port city in the
far south bordered by some of the most beautiful beaches I've ever seen.
The eating of camel meat came smack in the middle, when we opted to break
away from our five-star luxury hotel and trek out into the remote Empty Quarter
— the world's largest sand desert — for a night of camping with a Bedouin guide.
Although I would have been perfectly content to lie by the pool, my husband
had convinced me that a dunes-filled desert tour was a once-in-a-lifetime
experience, certainly one not to be missed by our children.
So off we went in our SUV on a four-hour journey from Salalah into the abyss,
a ride that started on a smooth highway and ended on a trackless desert
sandscape that rapidly alternated between ascending and descending.
On the way, our guide took great delight in pointing out every gnarled
frankincense tree we came across — and we came across a lot. Oman takes enormous
pride in its frankincense, and the scent of the tree's resin is ubiquitous in
homes, shops and hotels throughout the country.
After coming to grips with the reality that fine grains of sand were going to
get everywhere, I had to admit that there was something spectacular about
watching the sunset in a sand dune swath covering 250,000 square miles of
As we lay on our raised cots that night, out in the open, more than one glass
of good scotch under a sky blazing with stars made me forget the white mice and
black beetles scurrying across the sand.
Indeed, after an alfresco dinner of camel meat, chicken, rice and
garlic-touched fresh vegetables cooked by a handful of Bedouin men, the Arabian
night cast a spell over me. And so did the rest of the holiday, filled with
camels, beachcombing, world-class scuba diving and meals of mouth-watering tuna
steaks and hummus.
Oman was an isolated, inward-looking nation until the 1970s, when the current
leader, Sultan Qaboos bin Said, deposed his father in a bloodless coup and
embarked on a lightning-fast investment and rebuilding scheme designed to bring
the country into the 20th century. Today, Oman is a peaceful country that hasn't
been afflicted with the same kind of turmoil so prevalent in other parts of the
Forty years ago, there were only six miles of paved road in this Kansas-sized
country. Today there are thousands of miles of freeways, as well as road signs
in English as well as Arabic.
There also are some top-notch luxury hotels and restaurants.
In Muscat, we stayed at the massive Shangri-La's Barr Al Jissah Resort, which
boasts three hotels encompassing 638 rooms and nearly 20 different restaurants.
Due to Islam-based rules, no alcohol is served most days from 3 to 6 p.m. or
before 2 p.m. on Fridays. Yet Heineken beer can be found in the hotel rooms'
Although parts of the country are strangely Western — there's a Dairy Queen
in the Muscat airport — this is still very much a Middle Eastern country, one
that perfectly blends old and new.
Away from the hotels, many women still cover themselves in long black robes.
And men still wear the long, flowing tunics known as dishdashas, as well as the
intricately embroidered skull cap called a kumma.
Besides Oman's vast desert and plush hotels, why would one make the
seven-hour plane ride from London — or a much longer journey from Texas?
One major draw is the largely untouched 1,000 miles of coastline. In Oman,
you can still find wide stretches of gorgeous sand, overrun with shells but with
not a single sunbather.
Another attraction is Muscat itself, with its mosques, palaces, and historic
harbor district dominated by a pair of 16th-century fortresses, Mirani and
Jalali. One afternoon we visited the city's colorful Muttrah souk and enjoyed
getting lost in the winding alleyways that pass stalls hawking spices, crafts,
scarves, silverware, and other souvenirs, all under a canopied roof of palm
From our Shangri-La hotel just outside Muscat, we also were able to arrange
half-day snorkeling journeys on which the children were able to swim alongside
huge sea turtles. There are more than 100 dive sites around Muscat alone, and
even non-divers can enjoy close encounters with fish, turtles, dolphins, and
But even better were the beaches around Salalah, a 90-minute plane ride from
Muscat. Here we stayed at the lovely Crowne Plaza Hotel surrounded by some of
the most pristine coastline in the world, a coastline that is especially
alluring during the months of October through April.
What we liked best about Oman was that there are no glass skyscrapers of 21st
century commerce to mar the skyline as there are in Dubai, Oman's flashy
tourist-filled neighbor. There are simply jagged bluffs, old-fashioned food
markets, hospitable people, and camels and goats grazing by the sides of roads.
We left the country armed with Christmas presents for friends, as well as
hopes that Oman will retain its traditional, low-key flavor. We also arrived
home with sand still in our suitcases.
But after such a great vacation, who cares?