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Sometimes it is beyond words what you want to say. No, different. Sometimes you want to use words to describe something, but then these words are nothing more than letters strung together, but they can’t express the things you want to say. That’s how it is with Oman. Ali Baba, Sindbad, one thousands and one nights, a country from bygone days. All this is Oman. And not at all. Because people also say this about Dubai and Abu Dhabi and. [...]

thailand from up in the air

My trip to Southeast Asia was amazing. But I guess you know this already. I’ve told you some stories and there will be more. But today I want to show you Southeast Asia from another perspective. From up in the air. For me the best part about flying is staring out of the window and click click click taking thousands (not lying) of pictures. Because the world looks so pretty from above. Here are my favorite shots from Southeast Asia [...]

people of oman omani girl at muscat festival

A glance, a look, a shy smile, a click. A picture. What I remember most from my travels are faces. Faces of the people I met, who are burn in my mind with the look in their eyes. Sometimes they’ve told me their story, sometimes you can read their story in their faces. People, I probably will never meet again. These are the faces of Oman, for me. Girl at Muscat Festival Drummer at Muscat Festival Two old men in [...]

angry camel at the gas station_klein

Oh, I was so excited. The desert. Wahiba Sands in Oman. And camels. Finally I would see REAL camels. Aren’t they cute? That’s what I thought. Seems like they don’t like me. And I have evidence for this. Evidence number one: Doesn’t it look cuddly… this camel at a gas station? Cute! And this expression, so intellectual. Maybe I should pet it. Better not! Although it looks very innocent laying on this pickup truck, two seconds later it showed me [...]

a camel in the desert in front of a camel sign

The heat was hot and the ground was dry. But the air was full of sound. I’ve been to the desert on a horse with no name. No. Stop. Different story. My star sign is Pisces and maybe that’s why I can gaze at the ocean for hours and hours. The last 32 years every beach was my happy place. Give me some sand, a palm and the more water the better and then leave me alone for the rest [...]