Alhamdulillah. I’m back in Tareem. This pic was our view a few mornings ago as we slept on the roof, which is common here since olden times. Some do so due to cut off of electricity, space constraints, weather seasons, among other factors. In any case, when your blanket is the stars, it’s very pleasant.
The journey back was a flight from London, transit Doha to Dubai where there was a one night stopover. Then a flight to Salalah with two nights there. Then the 24 hours journey including wait time to Mazyunah via mini bus (near Oman border), to Shahan via two taxis (near Yemen border) to Tareem via night bus.
I was away for about 11 weeks and during which I almost never slept on the same bed for more than 3 nights before shifting to another and then back to the previous ones. While it was a good way to ensure spending time with family members and some friends, it’s exhausting.
More importantly, I’d like to thank them publicly here to remind myself and share the existence with you of such people.
There were also many meals where I wasn’t not allowed to pay for, many thanks to them too. I was given hugs, money, books, a reading light, a bag and others. Some hospitable occasions people sang, others brought me around their town even though I’ve never met them before.
Bless you good people in Salalah, Kuala Lumpur, Klang Valley, Singapore, London, Greater London, Birmingham, Manchester, Cambridge, Dubai and Tareem. I pray that your deeds are accepted, rewarded, continued.
And exemplified.
