The mountains were beautiful, and where we wanted to camp, but it started to rain and we didn’t want to risk being blown or otherwise thrown down the mountain in our tent. Almost at the end of the track we turned back to Khasab to find a place to set up camp. We got a flat tire. In the rain and the cold we finally figured out how the tire was released from the bottom of the rental and we found all the gear we needed, UNDER our camping equipment, which was now strewn all over the roadside. We changed the tire with the assistance of a passing national who was obviously experienced in standard flat tire equipment being less than helpful. It was coming down hard but I still wanted to tent. Barry on the other hand suggested we stay in a hotel (the Golden Tulip in Khasab). My reaction to that was an odd look as this is not usually something Barry would suggest. I should have known something was up. We decided to camp under a hut on the beach which sheltered us from most of the rain. Once Barry made the lighting cozy we settled in for the night. This is where Barry proposed.
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