Oman vs Brazil game

I know I should be posting about Christmas right now (which was great, by the way) but I feel a need to blog chronologically!  David and I went to the Oman vs Brazil soccer game last month.  It was a lot of fun!

Waiting to get in

Oman vs Brazil

With most Omani fans wearing white dishdishas, and everyone else wearing team colors, the stands looked very festive very festive.

Cute Omani boys waving flags

Notice the Indonesian lady behind us on the left.  We wondered what she was doing at a soccer game by herself, until we realized she was probably chaperone for the Omani teenage girls in the next photo:

 

We figured the two girls wearing checkered headdresses over their faces were probably protecting themselves from the aerial cameras.

TV commentators

We weren't the only ones who brought our cameras to the game.

Dubai

We drove to Dubai for a weekend in November. The first photo was taken a year ago (not from my camera). Check out the current skyline in photo #2!  

The Burj Dubai is nearly complete, and will be the world's tallest building.  It is ridiculously tall, and will contain offices, hotel rooms, and private residences.

Pretty mosque. Driving along the beach road felt like being in Orlando.

The famous Burj al Arab is a "7-star" hotel

Palm Jumeirah (sorry, not from my cam)

 

Condos along the "trunk" of Palm Jumeirah.

 

The palm fronds are lined with homes, each with it's own backyard beach.

David attended a youth meeting at a church member's house here.     

Atlantis Hotel (drive to the end of the palm, through an underwater tunnel,

and back up to the crescent that surrounds the palm fronds)

One day we'll tell Claire that we changed her diaper on Palm Jumeirah.

 

View of the Burj al Arab and Dubai skyline from the Palm

Emirate's Next Top Model

At the Mall of the Emirates - Dubai's version of video games,

sitting inside an actual race car.

 

Indoor ski resort at the Mall of the Emirates

(the men in the picture are probably Saudis)

An Arab couple taking pictures in the snow

 

Boat ride down the Dubai creek-my favorite memory of Dubai

Men commuting to work

Bastakia- an older, fancy neighborhood

Calligraphy artist in his shop

Snoozing in the fabric souq

 

Traditional Dhow outside the Dubai Museum

 

On the way out of town, we saw lots of SUVs playing in the sand dunes!

Trick or Treat

We made the most of Halloween this year:  Preschool party, trick-or-treating to a handful of houses in our neighborhood, pizza parties, and making Hobgoblin cookies (a Porcaro tradition).  Westerners celebrate Halloween while Omanis and Asian guest workers look on with amusement.

 Dressing for Ethan's preschol party:

 Trick-or Treaters in our neighborhood Azaiba:

 Our group attracted some attention that night.  The scariest part of my Halloween was answering the door to a group of 20 hungry trick-or-treaters!

Decorating Hobgoblin cookies

Proud cookie designer

Claire loves dressing up.  She's looking forward to next Halloween.

Shopping in Oman

The Good:

Mutrah Souq
This is the place to get textiles, silver, spices, souvenirs, etc.

Textile shop

Souq entrance

Lulu Hypermarket
Lulu's has everything, including a great name.

Muscat City Center
The newest mall in Muscat. It's got Borders, Babyshop, Emax, Carrefour (like a French Walmart) and lots of high-end clothing stores I can't afford to shop in.

Travelators
Taking a shopping cart up one of these still makes me nervous!

Al Fair
Grocery store with "Non-Muslims Only" section for pork products!

Markas Al Baja
A mall with a movie theater and a kid-size roller coaster!

Arab Weavers
Beautiful oriental rugs for great prices.

Low cost of services (shop in Ruwi)
David had his grandfather's pocket watch repaired for $12.

The bad:

The stares - Shopping at night on Ruwi high street makes me realize why Arab women wear abayas. When I'm the only woman in sight in this area full of single, working-class men, I'm wishing I had on my invisibility cloak.

Weigh stations - You have to have your produce weighed in the produce section. It stinks to show up at the cashier and realize you forgot to price your pumpkin.

Cheap toys - Overpriced pieces of junk are likely to choke, scrape, or disappoint your kids by falling apart within a few weeks.

The ugly:

Lulu's parking lot--on a Thursday night--during Ramadan--with a wonky trolley (if this means anything to you, then you probably live in the Middle East!).

My first fender-bender

This week I was involved in my first-ever car accident. Claire and I dropped off Ethan and preschool, then headed to the Sultan Center to check out the discount racks for nearly-expired American breakfast cereals (Kashi Go Lean for 75 cents!). Before we found a parking spot, however, a Camry found us and did this to our Mazda 3 rental:
The Omani driver immediately claimed responsibility for the accident, and after exchanging contact info I followed him to his insurance company in Ruwi, the main business district of Muscat. They were closed since it was Saturday (a week day in Oman!), so we arranged to meet at a branch closer to my home the following morning. One fun thing about Oman is that street addresses are not used (I couldn't tell you my address if you asked). Consequently, I spent 40 minutes following a stranger around town while he searched for the insurance office! When we finally found it, they completed some forms and sent us north to the Al Khoud office. No big deal, I'm just driving up and down Muscat in a dented car with an out-of-whack alignment. It could have been much worse.

Car accidents are common here in Oman, a country which had only 6 miles of paved road in 1970 and is now home to the largest Toyota showroom in the world. Our guidebook describes the driving atmosphere here as "immature." I'd say that's a fair assessment. People drive aggressively, and you really have to assert yourself when you want to change lanes or merge with traffic. I've come to find that when I yield to other drivers (e.g., to allow a car to merge onto the highway) it just confuses people and slows everyone down.

My driving habits are changing slightly. When in Rome...