
Ras Al Jinz was stunning and is known for
turtle watching. Barry and I found a cave to prepare a
BBQ lunch and afterwards went for a walk down the beach. There was a camping area further up from the water where we stopped into the restroom before heading back to the road. The floor, which was titled, was totally
caved in. Regardless I tip-toed into a stall and back out to wash my hands without being
engulfed by the floor. There was a girl, early-mid twenties, and her mother in the restroom both dressed in
Abayas and had only their faces showing. The mother only spoke Arabic but the girl was
translating for me. She said that I was very beautiful but no
Omani man would want me because I was showing too much of my body. I thought I was being discreet because my long shorts only showed my leg
below the knee and my arms were totally
covered. In regards to my being beautiful, in this part of the world pale skin is beautiful so I didn't let this remark go to my head. I explained that I thought her daughter was more beautiful than me - she was. The ladies were very friendly and
invited me to their camp. I regretfully declined and got back into the truck with my
Fiancé who thought I was way too covered up for this heat.