A Travellerspoint blog

Entries about labneh

Tabuk - Tayma - Al Ula

Continuing south


View Saudi Arabia 2022 on Grete Howard's travel map.

I wake at 05:00 to what sounds like an old-fashioned landline phone ringing in another room, or somewhere in the hotel. It does not get answered, and the ringing goes on for another forty minutes. By this time the hotel-neighbours-from-hell have woken up, and the dad is coughing, clearing his throat, and slamming doors. We escape by going to breakfast.

Breakfast

large_3a011200-86d8-11ed-9b22-2d8272473737.jpg

large_39a49a20-86d8-11ed-afee-5311ea86b6e6.jpg

Today David orders something called Gazmaz Eggs, which those of you who have read yesterday's blog entry, will know that they are exactly what I thought I was getting yesterday when I ordered Shakshuka.

large_39cae6d0-86d8-11ed-a94d-ad1f90db26c1.jpg

I, on the other hand, e joy a dish of Labneh with thyme, and ask for extra zaatar to go with that. It is served with zaatar bread too, and is incredibly yummy.

large_3955dde0-86d8-11ed-afee-5311ea86b6e6.jpg
Best labneh I have ever had!

large_3988adb0-86d8-11ed-9bfb-d99a224e2447.jpg
Zaatar overload this morning

Soon after breakfast, we are on our way south again. We stop at a service station for a desperate David, and although he claims the toilets were disgusting, he does come back to the car with an ice cream each. Result! I have been craving ice cream for a couple of days now.

large_08785940-86de-11ed-8ded-41b700e9f785.jpg

Tayma
We drive around and around this small city, with no sign of the local guide we are meeting up with. Bacha makes a phone call, then reverses around the corner, checks google maps, and phones again, but no guide to be seen. Finally, in frustration, he takes a picture of what he can see out of the window and sends it to the guide. Still no sign. Eventually, we do meet up with the guide on the main street. Abdullatif introduces himself and explains that our guide, who is a friend of his, had to go to Riyadh, and asked him to look after us instead.

Haddaj Well
The well is the main attraction in the city, and something I have been looking forward to seeing. Guess what? It is closed for restoration, so all we are permitted to do, is to take photos from the outside.

large_486f7bb0-86e2-11ed-a38a-fd8c8782d9e1.jpg

Constructed in the 6th century BC, this enormous well has a diameter of 18 metres and is one of the largest water wells in the world. 75 camels were used to draw water from the well – you may be able to see some of the 40 pulley wheels in this picture.

Al Taqqa Palace

large_4c0eb7b0-8780-11ed-a0aa-2716a5f793dc.jpg

While this place is also undergoing restoration work, we are permitted to enter. It is just one big building site, and is a bit of a health and safety nightmare, especially for someone with a knee injury.

large_43389a20-8780-11ed-a0aa-2716a5f793dc.jpg

large_72c9fc70-878a-11ed-96ca-67977f0965a3.jpg

large_724e8ae0-878a-11ed-96ca-67977f0965a3.jpg

Abdullatif has a friend with him, who records our every move on his mobile phone. It is hot, I am still feeling disappointed that the well is not open, I am trying to negotiate my way around a dangerous ruin, and this idiot is filming me! I finally lose patience and snap at him to stop it!

large_420d87a0-8780-11ed-a0aa-2716a5f793dc.jpg

Post note: Some two months after returning to the UK, while researching Google Maps for this blog, I found this image of me – and the one below which was taken a little later after I calmed down.

large_41ece040-8780-11ed-9580-d1501ee6cfdd.jpg

large_412dd600-8780-11ed-a0aa-2716a5f793dc.jpg

This palace is where Abdullatif's father and grandfather were born. This, the original door to the palace, is 500 years old.

large_211dfa10-878b-11ed-96ca-67977f0965a3.jpg

Abdullatif's ancestors, despite being of humble origin, were/are part of the local royal family, making him a sheikh.

large_20a52090-878b-11ed-96ca-67977f0965a3.jpg

Sheikh Madi Altalaq Palace
We are invited to visit the family's current palace, which is accessed through an impressive-looking gate, into a walled compound. The building itself, while large and sporting a splendid entrance, is reasonably unassuming from the outside.

The reception room, however, is anything but. A huge room, with extravagant chairs along the walls. We are invited in to take a seat.

large_2d5423d0-8791-11ed-9b68-0110fd458882.jpg

An Irishman called Andrew, who we met outside the older palace, tags along. He is travelling independently, in his own car, having previously lived in the KSA.

large_2c6f6920-8791-11ed-9b68-0110fd458882.jpg

Bacha appears suitably impressed. This is the room where Abdullatif's grandfather would entertain visiting dignitaries.

Post Note # 2: Since arriving back in the UK, I have seen videos of such visits.

large_2c5b44e0-8791-11ed-aeda-0fd7b17ff71f.jpg

We are offered Arabic Coffee, of course.

large_2dfd3510-8791-11ed-9b68-0110fd458882.jpg

Also individually-wrapped cookies, dates, and apple juice.

large_2f591b90-8791-11ed-9b68-0110fd458882.jpg

large_2c9085b0-8791-11ed-b007-79e362ecb119.jpg

In the small library, we are shown pictures hanging on the walls of famous people visiting this place. Abdullatif takes lots of pictures of us, promising to add them to the collection of VIPs. Should you be lucky enough to get an invitation to the palace, look out for our picture in the 'Rogue's Gallery', and let us know if you see us.

large_2e97a050-8791-11ed-9b68-0110fd458882.jpg

large_2d1ce730-8791-11ed-b007-79e362ecb119.jpg

The whole experience has been surreal as well as humbling – I never thought I would be invited to a sheikh's palace here in Saudi Arabia!

Lunch
Bacha has been given directions to a suitable lunch place for us, and we invite Andrew to join us. The restaurant is very traditionally Arabic, with floor seating in individual little cubicles only. Explaining about my knee injury, Bacha asks if they can find me a chair, but they have none. We decide to look for something to eat elsewhere, and after a bit of driving around, we end up in a fast food joint, where we all enjoy 'zinger sandwiches'.

large_453946f0-8792-11ed-b007-79e362ecb119.jpg

After lunch we say goodbye to Andrew, and head further south to continue our journey. We enjoy a post-lunch snooze for the first few miles, but then try our best to stay away as the scenery becomes increasingly more rugged, with some fascinating rock formations.

large_81d864b0-885a-11ed-9cc0-d38202a8bbb1.jpg

large_81f0f5c0-885a-11ed-8579-2163dd422296.jpg

large_8235ee00-885a-11ed-8579-2163dd422296.jpg

large_82ad40e0-885a-11ed-8579-2163dd422296.jpg

I am disturbed to see the amount of graffiti that has been scrawled on the rocks.

large_b4c66b10-885a-11ed-8579-2163dd422296.jpg

large_b48ff1c0-885a-11ed-8579-2163dd422296.jpg

I am totally blown away by the outer-worldly scenery that has been sculpted over the millennia by wind and water.

large_106920c0-885b-11ed-b2f1-bb8d74bcb879.jpg

large_1006dc80-885b-11ed-bc68-930a3bae86f0.jpg

large_0fb253e0-885b-11ed-bc68-930a3bae86f0.jpg

large_0f9e7dc0-885b-11ed-9cc0-d38202a8bbb1.jpg

Just outside the town of Al Ula, we turn off the main highway onto a sandy track leading to our camp for the night. Bacha explains that previous customers have complained about the approach road to the hotel, and the management is now trying to improve the road. We see a number of road-work vehicles, but no workers. Bacha is concerned about getting stuck in the loose sand here, so drives very gingerly.

large_35f12bc0-885c-11ed-99b3-b3b7fd69e741.jpg

large_53452470-89f0-11ed-8dd2-23e23270aecc.jpg

The track may be a basic sandy lane, but the breathtaking approach to the resort takes us between staggeringly steep cliffs and golden sand dunes basking in the late sun.

large_ac098750-8909-11ed-974a-c9fec81f48d7.jpg

Sahary Resort

large_ac0345c0-8909-11ed-918d-63002ca5650e.jpg

Amusingly, the sandy track turns into an elegant cobbled road as we enter the resort compound.

large_29776710-890b-11ed-974a-c9fec81f48d7.jpg

large_28f5db00-890b-11ed-974a-c9fec81f48d7.jpg
The reception area

large_28a8a560-890b-11ed-974a-c9fec81f48d7.jpg
Bacha, our lovely driver

The resort is large, with different types of accommodation offered.

large_4de18980-890d-11ed-9938-fd52ef1333fb.jpg

large_4d6861e0-890d-11ed-adba-d1d9a15b3404.jpg

It looks like we are staying in the Al Gazal Village part of the camp.

large_4e6e1210-890d-11ed-9938-fd52ef1333fb.jpg

David walks along with the porter transporting our luggage, while I hobble behind with my walking stick, taking photos.

large_4d7e33d0-890d-11ed-9938-fd52ef1333fb.jpg

It seems we are right at the end of the path, the furthest away from reception, the restaurant and the car park. Oh well, I shall be giving this poorly knee a bit of a workout for the next couple of days.

large_ee46d3c0-890e-11ed-9731-ab52dcf813db.jpg

Well, almost at the far end.

large_d3da7ea0-890f-11ed-83e5-d31b859e8723.jpg

Our room is made to look like a traditional Arabic nomad tent, but the interior is anything but basic.

large_422799f0-89de-11ed-b790-89d8b5fc1ada.jpg

large_42fdaea0-89de-11ed-aa5d-f94b51df5c43.jpg

After settling in, we wander down for an early dinner, as we want to try and photograph the stars later. The restaurant looks like a wedding set-up, with white cloth-covered chairs, and it is almost empty.

large_14683780-89df-11ed-a618-23d830a96640.jpg

Dinner
For a buffet, the food is surprisingly good. We both normally hate buffets with a passion, but this has some decent meat dishes - we choose stuffed chicken in a cream sauce with rice. They also have a good selection of vegetables, which to our surprise are not overcooked, but still offer a delightful al dente texture.

large_138d40d0-89df-11ed-b790-89d8b5fc1ada.jpg

As for the dessert buffet – wow! It all looks so delicious that I try one of each. Thankfully they are very small portions.

large_13b90bc0-89df-11ed-a7f8-fbdf761f53b0.jpg
Chocolate-filled eclair, baklava rolls, honey cake, cream-filled sponge (very light and surprisingly delicious), baklava, kanafeh (sweet cheese-filled pastry), kiwi custard tart.

After dinner, we return to the room and sit outside for a while, admiring the stars, and trying to photograph them. The local light pollution in the camp, while looking very pretty, makes it hard to get a clean image.

large_f03247a0-89e0-11ed-b790-89d8b5fc1ada.jpg

large_f09e01c0-89e0-11ed-b790-89d8b5fc1ada.jpg

In the end, I manage to create something by combining two images.

large_22411190-89e1-11ed-b790-89d8b5fc1ada.jpg

I would like to offer a huge thank you to Undiscovered Destinations for arranging this amazing trip for us.

large_718c9940-89e1-11ed-b790-89d8b5fc1ada.jpg

Posted by Grete Howard 21:10 Archived in Saudi Arabia Tagged breakfast sheikh graffiti library rock_formations stars ice_cream saudi dates astro fast_food saudi_arabia ksa undiscovered_destinations astro_photography labneh arabic_coffee tabuk banan_suites zaatar tayma haddaj haddaj_well taqqa_palace neighbour_from_hell gazmaz_eggs dignitaries zinger_sandwiches rocky_outcrops al_ula sahary_resort nomad_tents buffet_dinner sheikh_madi_atltalaq_palace Comments (3)

Muscat

Half a day in the capital


View Oh! Man! Oman. 2018 on Grete Howard's travel map.

Having arrived at the hotel at 03:30 this morning, we miss breakfast totally and sleep through until we are woken by Housekeeping at 11:00. I am sure this is a sign of getting old: some 30 years ago we would have been up at 07:00 to make the most of our time here in Muscat; today we thoroughly enjoy the lie-in and leisurely start.

Al Falaj Hotel

Named after the traditional irrigation channels that Oman are famous for, the hotel is in a residential suburb of Muscat, with very little around in the way of amenities. The hotel itself, however, is very pleasant, with super-friendly staff, a nice pool and comfortable rooms.

large_Al_Falaj_Hotel__1.jpg
Hotel entrance

large_Al_Falaj_Hotel__Lobby_1.jpg
Lobby

large_Al_Falaj_Hotel__Lobby_2.jpg
Self-playing piano in the lobby

large_Al_Falaj_Hotel__Pool_1.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_Hotel__Pool_3.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..estaurant_6.jpg
The outside dining area

Interestingly, it has a Sri Lankan Tea Shop off the lobby and a Japanese Restaurant on the top floor.

large_Al_Falaj_H.._Tea_Shop_1.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H.._Tea_Shop_2.jpg

Lunch

While not being at all keen on a buffet lunch, there really isn't much choice here. The mezze starter selection is nice, and I enjoy the tabbouleh and hummus in particular.

large_Al_Falaj_H..estaurant_5.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..estaurant_1.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..ch_Buffet_3.jpg
Mezze selection

The chicken is a little too dry and I am intrigued by the 'bacon', which looks and tastes exactly like regular bacon. As Oman is a strict Muslim country, pork is banned, so it is probably turkey, but it is certainly a very good imitation.

large_Al_Falaj_H..ch_Buffet_4.jpg

Thinking this is labneh in oil, I am very disappointed to find it is in fact pickled Brussels sprouts. I guess it was meant to be for decorative purposes only...

large_Al_Falaj_H..led_sprouts.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..ch_Buffet_1.jpg
Fresh fruits and desserts

The chocolate mousse is even better than it looks!

large_Al_Falaj_H..ch_Buffet_2.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..olate_Mouse.jpg

Aslam, the restaurant manager, comes over to chat with us. Like most of the staff, he comes from Sri Lanka. That could explain why all the main course dishes are Indian-style.

large_Al_Falaj_Hotel__Aslam.jpg

There are some nice decorative touches in the restaurant too.

large_Al_Falaj_H..estaurant_2.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..estaurant_3.jpg

large_Al_Falaj_H..estaurant_4.jpg

Old Muscat

At 15:00 Said, our guide for the next eight days, picks us up for a short tour. First he stops for a view over Old Muscat, with the City Gate, Forts and Palace clearly visible.

large_Old_Muscat_1A.jpg

Bait Al Zubair Museum

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_1.jpg

Photography is not allowed inside the museum unfortunately, which is a great shame as there are some amazing displays: clothing and jewellery, including the khanjar, the ornamental dagger worn on a belt. Mannequins show the traditional costumes from various parts of Oman, much of which seems to be inspired by Indian outfits. The Omani wedding displays are my favourite.

Scaled models show the four main forts of Oman: Nizwa, Quriyat, Jabrin and Al Hazm.

The section dedicated to guns is of less interest to me than the kitchen utensils and cooking implements. I am particularly taken with the Al Dallah, the coffee pots that look like they are taken straight out of an Arabian fairytale.

The second part of the museum, housed in a different building, shows old photograph from Oman before the Renaissance of 1970, when the current Sultan turned the country around from a poverty-stricken backwater with just three schools and one hospital in the entire country; to the modern progressive nation we see today.

There is also a wonderful exhibition with winners from a recent photographic competition. Absolutely breathtaking photographs!

Rooms are set out as they would have appeared in the living quarters of the late Sheikh Al Zubair bin Ali (founder of this museum) in the 1940s and 50s. It is interesting to note that most of the furniture came from England and India.

Amongst the exhibits are two items that make me feel particularly old – my very first camera (Kodak 66) and a desk caddy very, very similar to the one I inherited from my grandmother.

The grounds of the museum are nicely laid out, with further exhibits and a miniature village scene.

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_5.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_6.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_9.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_10.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_11.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_12.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_13.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_14.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_15.jpg

There are also a number of these sponsored painted goats dotted around the grounds.

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_2.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_3.jpg

large_Bait_Al_Zubair_Museum_4.jpg

Kalbuh Bay Park

After a refreshing juice stop, we continue to the Muttrah Corniche from where we will watch the sun set over Muscat.

large_Kalbuh_Bay_Park_1.jpg

large_Kalbuh_Bay_Park_5.jpg

large_Kalbuh_Bay_Park_2.jpg

large_Sunset_on_..Corniche_14.jpg

The park is a lovely little haven, with fountains and pavilions; and is popular with locals and tourists alike.

large_Kalbuh_Bay_Park_3.jpg

large_Sunset_on_.._Corniche_7.jpg

large_Watchtower.._Bay_Park_3.jpg
David climbs the watchtower for a better view

large_David_s_view.jpg
David's view

I love the way the low sun makes the hills disappear into misty oblivion, with paler colours on the further away peaks.

large_Sunset_on_.._Corniche_5.jpg

Off shore is the Sultan's private yacht – better looking than any cruise ship!

large_The_Sultan..ate_Yacht_3.jpg

On a hill above the park stands a giant frankincense burner

large_Giant_Fran.._Bay_Park_1.jpg

Tourists are ferried around the harbour in dhows, the traditional ships historically plying these waters.

large_Dhow_4.jpg

large_Dhow_3.jpg

As the sun gets lower, the colour of the sky intensifies.

large_Sunset_on_..Corniche_15.jpg

large_Sunset_on_..Corniche_16.jpg

Going, going, gone

large_Sunset_on_..Corniche_17.jpg

large_Sunset_on_..Corniche_18.jpg

We stay for a while after the artificial lights come on along the promenade and on the giant frankincense burner.

large_Muttrah_Co..fter_dark_2.jpg

large_Muttrah_Co..fter_dark_3.jpg

large_Muttrah_Co..fter_dark_1.jpg

large_Giant_Fran.._Bay_Park_2.jpg

Kargeen Caffe

Tonight is the only night where food is not included, so we wanted to make the most of it by choosing a restaurant very carefully. Usually included hotel dinners tend to be international buffets, and I wanted to try some traditional Omani food. I spent a fair amount of time on the internet searching for somewhere not too touristy, but not so traditional that we have to sit on the floor. This is what I came up with, and we certainly aren't disappointed as we walk in: the place oozes atmosphere. The clientele is a mixture of ex-pats, tourists, families and trendy young Omanis.

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_17.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_16.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_15.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_14.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_13.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_12.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_10.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_3.jpg

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_6.jpg
I am not sure how I feel about being watched by a couple of sheep while I eat...

large_Kargeeen_C.._and_Breads.jpg
Labneh plate and breads

large_Kargeeen_C..uffed_Bread.jpg
Traditional stuffed bread

large_Kargeeen_C..abne__Bread.jpg
Main course of shuwa and chicken biriyani

large_Kargeeen_Caffee_-_Shuwa.jpg
Shuwa - tender lamb traditionally cooked for 24-48 hours in an underground oven.

What a lovely way to end our first day in Oman. Thank you to Undiscovered Destinations for arranging this trip.

large_A36F4AA6C1F3E5311EC0DB03DBE210C9.jpg

Posted by Grete Howard 11:38 Archived in Oman Tagged sunset sheep museum oman buffet muscat dhow corniche mutrah undiscovered_destinations al_falaj_hotel old_muscat lunch_buffet bait_al_zubair muttrach_corniche muttrah kalbuh_park kargeen_caffe shuwa labneh Comments (3)

(Entries 1 - 2 of 2) Page [1]