Life in the capital

Phnom Penh - the capital of Cambodia in the southwestern part of the country, at the mouth of the Tonle Sap River to Mekong. 1.5 million inhabitants (2012). Where does this name come from? According to a legend, in 1370 a rich lady named Yu Penh, who had a palace on the banks of the Mekong, noticed...

To Phnom Penh

After a train journey from Berlin to Düsseldorf, then flying with Emirates to Cambodia, we landed in Phnom Penh, the capital of the country. As a short introduction: It is a country with an extremely interesting but also tragic past. After years of wars, fratricidal fights (The Khmer Rouge) and so...

Good-bye Oman!

We have a lot to say about Oman and the people whom we saw here. To those who are interested we are willing to talk to . Ad nauseam. Oman is a very beautiful country where many nationalitie peacefully and friendly co-exists. Although we had no possibility of entering into closer contact with the ...

Salalah good-bye!

Salalah is the last leg of the trrip. We've been relaxing for three days in a resort and we are saayings goodbye to the city by visiting a local souq. The entire souq is filled with the smell of the burning incense, and the sellers urge to buy souvenir kits for home use: a special coal for burning ...

Myrrh, insence and glog

As farewell to  the resort "Fanar" here are some pictures that prove that you do not have to bother going as far as Oman to take a dip in the hotel pool  orat  nearby  beach. Everywhere else  the place are the  same! But there is one curiosity that attracted my attention: One of the treasures of t...

It's hot, but we do not want to stay and sunbathe at the hotel pool with loud music and laud Italians We're going on the last tour – sightseeing the  surrounding sof Salalah. Several defense forts (in various state of preservation), an Arabic cemetery where the graves of men have three large stone...

Secluded beaches and camels

We're going searching secluded beaches. We encounter grazing camels, and after returning we find them again in a local camp where these animals come to spend the night. Probably, to drink water and to get milked (!).

To Salalah

We take goodbyeto beautiful Muscat. The cars are left  in a parking lot, and we, six of us, fly with  Oman Air 1000 km south to Salalah; to be precise to a resort called  "Fanrar" - 30 km east of the airport. From the air you can see that it was a desert. A huge desert. It has been conquered by d...