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Faux pas on another planet
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Siam shimmered in the heat. After the normal bureaucratic back and forth at the border I made my way out of the cool frontier hills. ...
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Bicycle blitzkreig
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Thai visa in hand I fled Pennang before dawn on the first free ferry to Butterworth. A quick roti chennai later, I gave the bike it's he...
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Return to Titti Wangsa
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Leaving behind Tamra Negara before dawn I ignored the temptation of a return boat ride. Instead I took the quiet roads south along the bank...
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Musandam and bust
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I was pleased to be waved through the border crossing at Dibba. I was pleased not to have to pay for a new Omani visa. I was less pleas...
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Emirati hospitality
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Where the north-eastern extremity of the Arabian Peninsula tapers into the mouth of the Persian Gulf geography gets exciting and political b...
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Muscat: The wadi forks
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I left the mountains that had beguiled me so and moved from Oman's desert interior to her salty coastal plain. A different Oman...
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Homes from home.
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A collection of the various nooks and crannies that have sheltered and provided me a more-or-less restful nights sleep during my first 24 mo...
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