Standing, waiting on a queue for check-in that rivals the queue for Oblivion at Alton Towers, it is time for the second lef of this journey. My first trip to the middle-east has been an experience. I hadn't known what to expect from Dubai, and I was right not to, as it is quite an amazing place. The city must be the biggest building site in the world. It has many things going for it: warm weather, good beaches, the finest hotels in the world, and a great range of food. The only negative side to the place is that it lacks culture. I have been here for just a few days and the city has that feel to it — a place where people pass through on their way to somewhere else. I am sure when it is fully developed it will be an amazing tourist destination — great for a chill-out holiday. The trip to Oman, however, was something completely different. I doubt that a similar place can be found anywhere in the world. On the dhow, we were completely disconnected from the rest of the world, surrounded by the sea and the baron landscape. This will be my fondest memory of the trip.
Waiting in the airport I am silently anticipating my arrival in Thailand. The last few days have been quietly relaxing, but now the trip will get more and more hectic as I try to pack many activities into the next two weeks as humanly possible. This is the calm before the storm — and there is nothing wrong with a good storm!
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