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 Continues from Fujairah: The Land of Mountains and Beaches

Oh, yes! I had planned to wake up to view sunrise. However it was so sunny by the time we woke up. Well, there was no other plan than exploring the beach.

The parking lots at the beach were almost full by the time we reached Khorfkhan. Luckily, we got a parking space and after changing Shreya into a swim suit we came out. We crossed the green lawns and white sands to reach the water. The water was so green and blue and a wave of excitement came to me.

The Private Beach near Khorfkhan

At first, we planned to go out for boating. It was a fantastic experience to sit at the front of the boat. As I looked away, I saw one private beach amidst the mountains. The beach with its protective mountains walls, white sands and green watery line reminded me of the beach where Arlena Stuart Marshal lied murdered in Agatha Christie’s Evil Under the sun.

Shreya & Anirudh

As we reached back to the shore, little Anirudh and Shreya started excavating the sand. They were in their own world after finding a used fork and barbecue screw. So, I and Sreejith decided to check the rate for water bike rides. Interestingly the price has double up to the normal rate owing again to the Eid holidays. However we got a nice deal for half an hour.

It was my first experience to ride a water bike. The waves shuddered under our vehicle as we started. Soon, we started zooming in and out of them. The big waves started tossing our bike as we started to go further into the sea. I even doubted once whether there were gutters in the sea also!

Water Bike Ride

The last ten minutes of the scheduled time were allotted to me to ride the bike. It was totally a different experience to sit in the front than at the back. As I rode, I felt as if tearing through a green glass sheet with a sharp knife.

After finishing the boat ride, we got into the water with Anirudh and Shreya. Though they were excited in the beginning their small teeth started chattering soon and they wished to get out. After drying them up, we rushed to the shower rooms.

Again, the shower rooms in Fujairah are no different from other public utility areas. As I changed into dry clothes, I felt all the fun of the day draining out! Still, the more powerful moments of fun stay longer than those bad seconds.

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Fujairah-The Land of Mountains and Beaches

Continues from Sahasra Nam

Fujairah, the land of mountains and beaches is like a smart homemaker. The small town, lies on the Gulf of Oman is free from the hustle and bustle of its contemporary emirates. However there are some special features that make this place unique. 

Fujairah was our last destination during the Dubai vacation. The travel from Dubai to Fujairah usually takes one to two hours. However as soon as we left the picturesque squares of Sharjah, our pace started to slow down. The speedometer showed 3km/hr for the next two hours. 

Fujairah Mountains

We were exhausted after the previous day’s desert safari and late night party. The sun beams started burning through the car windows. Hunger started gnawing our stomachs. In between we rarely paid attention to the Desert Mountains and the winding roads of Fujairah. After the tiring slow drive we finally spotted the sign post of Friday market from where our speed picked up.

Finally, we reached Fujairah after a tiring journey of four hours. However the peaceful streets of the city and the availability of ample parking space cajoled us.  Our tiredness left us after a delightful lunch with our cousin’s family. By the time, it was evening and we planned to get out for snorkeling. However, the crowd at the beach of Khorfkhan made us to move ahead towards Dibba beach. Again, Eid holidays have made the road so blocked and we took a turn and entered to a small beach.

The wind was very chilly as we got out. The beach wasn’t kept neatly and we gave up the ideas of getting into the water. However I and Jayada gave in to the excitement of little Anirudh and Shreya to wet the feet. 

The flashy car on Fujairah road

After half an hour we returned! Though crowded, the roads looked comfortable as in a small town. All of a sudden, it gave me the feeling of Pondicherry ambience. Then, in that small crowd, we located a sports car. The three wheeler car in flashy red color started showing off next to our car. That time traffic block became a blessing in disguise and we started taking photos of the smart vehicle. The boys in the car must have felt happy and as they sped up they waved to the babies in our gang.

Before I slept, I just peered out through my window. The night light reflected at the mountains on one side and the sea on the other side. I never expected a gulf country to be this much a nature beauty. I made a note in mind to view the next day’s sunrise.

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