The ones who have been on longer and relaxing trips might know exactly what I’m talking about. It is this point, this turning point of the trip. It is the moment when old worries no longer haunt you and you have freed yourself from the fragile and uncomfortable feeling towards the new culture and country. From this moment on you will be on the trip, with each single cell of your body. You understand more or less about what’s going on around you, you have obviated fear and you have almost completely forgotten about your old Self from the other side of the planet, from that cold and dark country. You are tripping. In each single sense of the word. You are here and now on this hot piece of land.
When this turning point arrived, I was in Oman, just near to Balad Seit. Marika and Tom were sleeping in a car, Berit was snoring in the tent. In the cold light of the full moon one could see huge gray bouldered stones, mountains and a canyon in between them, graceful silhouettes of palmtrees, bushes with thorns. The coils were glowing slightly. Somewhere far and high a car was slowly meandering on the slopes of the mountain, towards the sky. The lights seemed as a small moving dot, nothing else was heard any longer. And in my thoughts there was nothing else than a joyful emotion about how good was the feeling of being here and now, smoothly running a course of this trip. And this was the true beginning of my travel.
Next morning we woke up for the sunrise that is so extraordinary in real life and so little to be caught with camera. We passed our road in the bottoms of dried rivers in the middle of these monsterous canyons and found ourselves in the light blue waters of Adrian sea. Marika and Tom left us there to enjoy the sun and took off towards the unknown.
Once the brightest sun had passed and we already properly dressed, it was time to figure our how to get back to Muscat. And voila! two boys jumped next to us, with a can of lemonade and a grillstick in their hands. They had put up a huge party (with lemonades), listened to good music from Zanzibar and played drums. Once we were completely covered, there was no problem any longer to invite us to join them. A few seconds later we were in the middle of this buzz. Singing Estonian, playing drums and dancing along. That’s where we got our free ride from in the end. But more important than a free ride in a Lexus car – we had an unforgettable conversation.
When I was 24 I went to see my dad: „Dad, please find me a good wife!
Once heard that, the mother and the father combined a catalogue with the names, pictures and educational history of different women, including all the family background. From these the man had to choose.
Did you date with all of them? No, I decided in the easy way. I chose the wife from the poorest family because it is the easiest to satisfy her.
And you met before the marriage?
Sure, during the engagement. Me and my dad and my brother went to see her family. We presented our conditions.
And when did you get married? Two weeks later.
What would your wife think now if she knew that you have two women in the car? What can she do? I’m allowed to marrie four.
By time they have learned to love each other. And if you think about it – its the only sex they have ever had so it can only be the best.
What do you think abou Darwin and the theory of evolution? I’s bullshit. If people adapt to their environment why don’t the people who live in the forest have tails and why can’t they talk to animals?
But then the man suddenly declared that Mecca was the middle point of Earth and all the world was spinning around Mecca. We were explaing him something about physics and the system of planets and the axis of Earth, but the case was closed: he pointed towards a coin and brought that as an example the same time we were trying to spin around an apple. And if we don’t believe – go to Google Earth at night and see yourself – Mecca is the brightest point on earth.
When he ran out of answeres, he always kept the strongest one for the last: According to the Holy Quran..