Our selfie along the Gulf of Oman in Muscat. That little white thing you see behind us is a giant incense burner, evocative of the time when Oman was the center of the Arabian frankincense trade. Seems appropriate as we enter the Christmas season!

Our last stop on the Arabian Peninsula was in Oman, out on the southeastern coast and far enough away from Yemen to be safe. We were in a Shangri La resort a little outside of Muscat, close enough so that going in for a day trip was easy but still definitely outside the city.

This was just five lazy days at a lovely and relaxing beach. Shangri La built essentially three separate properties out here and, not too surprisingly, we chose the child-free zone. So we had our own quiet pools (that we didn’t use much) and our own quiet beach on the Gulf of Oman that we used a great deal. Even our own restaurants that were blissfully adult and pleasant.

Entrance to the Shangri La’s pool, with the Gulf of Oman as a backdrop. Looks pretty relaxing, huh?

About the only excitement at the resort was the day when the ocean was rough enough that they had the red “No Swimming” flag out. Otherwise there was time for a lot of reading (I’m very much in a Russia phase this days, now on a new biography of Lenin), runs on the treadmill, and long walks out into the desert. Nothing to complain about.

We went into Muscat one day and it was pretty uneventful. A fish market, a souk, nice views of the gulf. Muscat should be an interesting place; it’s been a major trading port for centuries and well into the 19th century Oman was a major regional power. Today it is much less reliant on oil than other Gulf states and as a result has a much more normal – and successful – strategy for economic development. In fact, in 2010 the United Nations Development Program ranked Oman the most improved nation in the world in terms of economic development over the past 40 years. (Which, coincidentally or not, exactly coincides with the rule of Sultan Qaboos bin Said al Said, the world’s third-longest reigning monarch and the longest reigning leader in the Arab world. Did I mention that he became Sultan after overthrowing his father? I guess that still happens.) So it should be interesting but in honesty we didn’t experience it.

A genuine local fish market in Muscat

Hanging out around the resort, though, swimming a little in the Gulf, wasn’t such a bad option and in fact was a pleasant way to end our little swing across Arabia. Now it’s off to India, a pretty good place to avoid the North American winters.

The souk in Muscat seemed distinctly local, not at all aimed at the few tourists we saw

On our walk through Muscat we climbed up to a small defensive fort. If I’d had the time I could have spent a nice hour or two reading with that view.

Meanwhile, back at the resort, our nearly perfect little beach on the Gulf

Local art

The pool and Gulf as the sun was setting

The highlight of Abu Dhabi was the brand new Louvre: an interesting museum in a really great building

Our first experience on the Arabian Peninsula was Doha, capital of Qatar, and I was wide-eyed and excited with all the high-rises and lights and excitement. Second was Dubai, which was like Doha on steroids. Then, after our time in the desert, it was on to Abu Dhabi, the other big city on this stretch of Arabia.

Yawn.

Maybe if we’d come here first I’d have been more impressed but at this point we’ve seen better architecture, shopped in better malls, and swam in better beaches. It was OK, and again we had a beautiful hotel at a good price but the sparkle of the region has certainly worn off.

There’s one big must-do here, the Louvre Abu Dhabi, though since it only opened in November one wonders what we would have done if we’d come here earlier. But yes indeed the Louvre, that museum in Paris you’ve probably heard of, partnered with the UAE to build a new museum to celebrate the cultural achievements of mankind, from pre-history to modern art. Basically, in a couple of hours across 12 galleries ranging from The First Villages and The First Great Powers through Challenging Modernity and A Global Stage, the museum tries to tell the story of human culture.

Highlights from the Louvre Abu Dhabi. Clockwise from the upper left that’s one of the oldest statues known to man, from Jordan dating to about 6,500 BC; a Roman statue of Athena (fully clothed, of course) from the second century AD; a Van Gogh self-portrait; and a Gilbert Stuart portrait of George Washington. I was surprised to stumble onto that one.

Human culture from the beginning of time is kind of a big topic and the museum doesn’t really succeed. It seemed to me that it suffered from something of a half-Noah’s-Ark problem: it had one of everything. From antiquity it had one beautiful Egyptian sarcophagus and one nearly perfect Greek vase. One statue of Athena and one bust of Augustus. Once you got up to the kind of paintings you’d expect in an art museum, again, one of everything: a Monet, a Warhol, a Van Gogh, a Da Vinci, a Picasso, a Rothko … one of everything.

On the other hand the good news was you got to see a little bit of everything. Well, not exactly everything; presumably respecting Arabian sensibilities you didn’t see any inappropriate body parts in any of the vases, statues, or paintings. You could almost see the censors standing over the collectors looking at that Greek vase saying “Yeah, we’re not showing that one here.”

One highly redeeming quality of the museum is the architecture. The building was designed by Jean Nouvel, the French architect who designed both the Institute of the Arab World in Paris and the Doha Tower, the bullet-shaped building we loved so much in Doha. (And then in reading about him I learned that he also designed the new, modern Guthrie Theater in my erstwhile home town of Minneapolis, another building I love.) The centerpiece of the complex is a huge dome-like structure that almost floats above the museum. It is made up of eight layers of metal with a total of 7,850 stars cut out in various sizes and angles. As the sun – intense in this part of the world most of the year – passes through the sky the light and shadows are filtered as though through massive palm trees. The museum is definitely worth a visit if for nothing more than to see the building.

This was fun. In the very modern gallery was this series called “Family Tree” by a Chinese artist named Zhang Huan. We saw this same piece in an exhibit in Canberra and I liked it so much then I included it in the blog. I still like it enough to include it!

It is worth noting that you really have to want to see it to get there. The museum seems to be the first entry in what Abu Dhabi intends to build as a cultural center well north of the main part of the city. The result is that even for inveterate walkers like us – we walk damn near everywhere we can – we had to take a taxi; more than just the distance, because of the bridges that connect the area to the main part of the city there is simply no pedestrian route out there. Otherwise, though, it is an impressive architectural achievement.

Once you’ve seen the Louvre, though, there’s really not much left. We spent a bit of time at the beach, though we’ve seen better. And I enjoyed walks and a morning run or two on the corniche that runs along the coast. One of the memories, oddly, was on the drive from Al Maha to Abu Dhabi, which passed Dubai in the distance. As you drove past you could see the Dubai skyline with lots of tall, impressive buildings. And soaring above all of them, far above all of them, was the Burj Khalifa, really a stunningly beautiful building. Odd that one of my favorite parts of traveling to Abu Dhabi was seeing Dubai off in the distance.

And that’s it for the Emirates. From here we have five days on the beach in Oman before we head off to India.

Abu Dhabi does have malls. On one long walk across Abu Dhabi we stopped into one and it really felt as though we were in Arabia.

Our visit to Abu Dhabi coincided with the 47th anniversary of their independence. Mark caught this shot of an air show from our hotel room.

Not only was it their Independence Day but they were also celebrating the birth of the Prophet Muhammad while we were there. That meant that even international hotels that are typically allowed to sell wine and alcohol were dry for the day. We showed them: we made cocktails in our room with our own booze and then ordered room service for dinner, perhaps the first time we’ve done that this entire adventure.

Our early morning nature walk. To my surprise we learned that there’s life in them there dunes!

From the city we went inland a bit, still in the emirate of Dubai, to Al Maha, a Starwood property out in the middle of the desert. It’s the sort of thing that would be a big splurge except when it’s free, as in “used Starwood points to get this amazing property, including three meals a day, for free.” Definitely the price point I love the most.

There’s not a lot to do out in the desert, so the resort makes sure you’re smothered in comfort. The room was beautiful, with lots of space – when you’re in the desert there’s more room than in a big city – and, crucially, you’re own private pool. I could have spent all day just sitting at the pool looking out across the desert. Except, oh yeah, except for the flies. Early in the morning they weren’t at all bad and as the temperature dropped in the late afternoon they went away again. But during the hours when you would most enjoy sitting out reading and enjoying the view? Way too many flies.

Our private pool with nothing but the desert as far as the eye can see

Otherwise, though, it was a nearly perfect experience. The resort not only provides your meals in the price of the room, but they include a number of activities too. Our first evening there we went on their camel ride up into the dunes to watch the sunset with sparkling wine. Mark had been on a camel thirty-plus years earlier on an overnight excursion and had always talked about how sore he was after hours in the saddle. This one was easier: 20 minutes or so out into the desert, 20 minutes watching the sunset, and 20 minutes back. I was still sore from the ride, but the sort of sore that is gone after 90 seconds or so. A nice experience.

Mark on his camel

Early the next morning, before the heat of the day kicked in, we went on a little nature hike into the dunes. We were both a little curious: what’s there to see out here where there’s pretty much just sand? Well, a lot it turns out. Our guide – a sweet little South African woman – started showing us the various tracks through the desert, often tiny little markings from lizards and small rodents and even an ant. Yeah, I would notice tracks from camels or the many gazelles and oryx around but those tiny tracks I would never notice. Until you start seeing them and then you see them all over.

At one point we all had our heads down looking at these little tracks when we scared out a big old owl out of a tree near us who then flew to another tree a little further away. Our guide was impressed; she’d never seen an owl out here. We saw the tree he was in and walked pretty close to get a nice view of the owl until he decided he’d had enough of our gawking and flew away.

Who knew you could pet falcons? If she hadn’t had her hood on that wouldn’t have happened.

And then there was the morning with the falcons along with a special guest appearance from an eagle. Capturing and training falcons has been a big deal in the Arabian Desert for some 2,000 years and I’d always wondered how the heck you train something like that. Well, our guides explained it all and showed us how the falcons are trained. And then another guide came out with an eagle, not nearly as useful for hunting for a variety of reasons (they’re lazier and somewhat slower than the falcons) but still very trainable and prestigious in their own way.

An eagle and his trainer. We learned that while falcons are OK with a variety of trainers eagles are very particular; this one allows just two people to be this intimate.

Otherwise the animals that draw the most attention are the gazelles and Arabian oryx. The former are cute, small, and everywhere; they’re sufficiently acclimated to humans that they hang out just everywhere. But always cute. The African oryx is bigger, more exotic, and more interesting. By the early 1970s, in fact, they were extinct in the wild, the result of aggressive hunting by humans. Enough existed in captivity, though, that they were bred and reintroduced into the wild starting in the early 1980s. The oryx here, they explained, come from herds held in Arizona and have multiplied well since their reintroduction. In fact, the Arabian oryx is the first animal in the world to have been extinct in the wild to now being officially just “vulnerable.” A pretty impressive achievement.

The Arabian oryx hanging out in the dunes. Al Maha, the name of our resort, is the Arabic name for the oryx.

Oh, one other cool thing about the oryx? They’re thought to be the origin of the mythological unicorn. Which didn’t make that much sense to me until I saw one from just the right angle, where it’s two horns seemed to be just one. Then it really did look like a unicorn. I should add, though, that because the Bible references unicorns on several occasions true believers would object to my reference to the unicorn as “mythological.” They say the unicorn really did exist since the Bible is never wrong but it went extinct and we just haven’t found the archeological evidence. I say they’re idiots.

And one other thing I learned out there. The colors in the sand dunes and the texture and contours are so interesting but how do they come about? Our South African guide showed us how the iron oxide sand particles are significantly redder, heavier, and coarser than the fine white silica particles. It’s the interaction between these two very different kinds of sand that create the colors and contours. How’s that for useful information?

The interplay of iron oxide and silica makes for this natural beauty

And finally, a word about the changing desert. Dubai and the Al Maha resort are actively engaged in an environmental movement typically known as “greening the desert.” This is an extremely long-term strategy of introducing or re-introducing trees and other plant life into desert areas which, in tiny increments, cools the area, allowing other plant life to take root which at the very edge of the margins allows a little more rain to fall and, in theory at least, creates a self-perpetuating virtuous cycle: a little more green, a little cooler, a little more rain, a little more green, a little cooler, and on and on. I wasn’t familiar with the concept at all, but apparently it’s happening all over the world in arid and semi-arid areas. You have to give people credit for having the vision, the patience, and the innate optimism to take on a long-term project like that.

And that was our big desert adventure, a big success. From here it’s off to Abu Dhabi and then down to Oman.

An oryx. One of the joys I had out there was a couple very early morning runs out along the road leading to the lodge where these animals were a little more active in the relatively cool temperatures. Even without them, going for a run in the desert is kind of cool.

Gazelles were everywhere. And they were always cute.

See?

This is how they train both eagles and falcons

One of the falcons up close

Mark and me toasting our little camel ride

For some people the highlight of the desert was the camel ride out to watch the sunset. For me it was the sitting in the sand with a glass of sparkling wine.

Sunset over the desert

And one more view of those sand dunes early in the morning. The tracks aren’t that interesting; they’re ours.