Qasr Al Sarab

Yesterday I left Ghaythai for a weekend holiday at a five star resort called Qasr Al Sarab. It means Place of Mirage. Here in the middle of desert there is this amazing hotel. I arrived after an almost three hour drive through camel country. They took my car and used a golf cart to drive me to my room. Any time I want to go anywhere just dial zero and they will come get me…now remember the temperature here is warm, very warm by late afternoon. 

We decided to go check out the restaurants just as the sun was beginning to set behind the sand dunes, our driver offered to take us around the resort so Liz and I said yes, please. So he drove us around for about an hour showing us the private villas, only the outside. The outside Bedouin tent dinning area, which is being dismantled today to the spa and pool area. Yes, we made a spa appointment.  It will be 106 by this afternoon so we have to find something to do today. Yes, we now have temperatures ranging from 106-108 each afternoon so afternoon activities outside are halas, or done! 68 more days till the end of term I am hoping the AC is up to the task. 
   

                 

After spending the afternoon hiding from the high temperatures in our room Liz and I ventured forth just in time for happy hour and sunset. What is amazing, is you see unlimited sand for as far as you can see. To the right of some photos you are able to see a small pond which is oil “lake”. Reminds me of the tar pit in LA. The temperature has dropped from the high of 106 to a mild 86. We are sitting by the pool enjoying our dinner as dusk begins to set. Everywhere you walk there is a fountain and soft lights turning on as night approaches. The birds are settling down and those pesky feral cats have begun to leave us alone, nothing like trying to eat a hamburger without trying to touch an unknown cat on your lounge chair.
  
We ended the evening with a spa “special”, a neck, back massage and facial. I can’t remember the last time my back and neck felt so relaxed. Off to bed we trundled. Only to wake bright and early, 5:15 in time to see the sunrise. Liz found a sand dune to climb, luckily for my poor lungs it wasn’t too tall. We were able to sit relax and enjoy the sun as it rose over a neighbouring dune.
We are now sitting on our porch listening to the birds singing, drinking our coffee and wishing tomorrow wasn’t a work day. 
   

                 

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