A Hot and Humid Weekend in Salalah. But We Still Loved It!
Salalah at this time of the year is so hot and humid that the weather in Dubai feels like spring. We did check the weather forecast, which we promptly ignored, and still pushed through with the trip because a) we had the rare three-day weekend, and b) there was a great deal online (return flights + two-night stay + breakfast).
We flew from Abu Dhabi’s Terminal 2 which, based on the several large windowless aircrafts parked outside, appeared solely dedicated to cargo flights. We doubted whether or not we were at the right terminal. The airport is small; there was one checkin kiosk, one immigration officer, two boarding gates. Once aboard the aircraft, the cabin crew told us to sit wherever we wanted. We were offered water and juice and, before we knew it, it was time to land in Salalah’s very new (it just opened in June 2015) airport.
Salalah Rotana Resort
Rotana provided pick and drop service for us. We drove for 30 minutes, noting the houses glitter in the dark as we passed by. It seemed like the trend there – to have glittery walls. There were so many new houses being constructed. Concrete roads leading to these houses are yet to be built.
The resort is impressive. Set along the shores of the Indian Ocean, Salalah Rotana is a 5-star waterfront resort with 400 rooms and suites—lots of Arabesque geometric designs and stone archways—beautifully built around the lagoons, water features and manmade canals. Their website says the resort has been carved from desert rock as the hotel rises out of the water, making it part of the landscape.
Three rooms were given for our group of six. Mom and my sister got the room next to ours, while Masood’s brother and his wife got a room in the next building. Our request to have all three rooms in the same building was politely declined owing to a fully-booked resort. We were, however, totally unprepared for what greeted us when we entered our room!
First, I was like, “Okay … well … this is totally unexpected.” Then I saw the tray of sweets on the table and a strawberry cake with Happy Honeymoon written in chocolate next to it! I even had this crazy notion that they were probably giving such rooms to all the couples, but that wasn’t the case. We think that whoever booked that suite cancelled out last minute, thereby making it available for us. Lucky us! We all sat together and ate the sweets!
The service is amazing; the staff is knowledgeable, friendly and polite. The property is well-maintained and clean. Breakfast buffet spread is very good. If you follow my Instagram account, you’ll notice I’ve been posting about the resort’s interior design a lot.
The cons of staying in this resort include poor WiFi connectivity (there’s free WiFi in the lobby and restaurants, and a 10-Riyals-per-hour paid connection, which is also slow, but we’re told this is the case all over the city and not just limited to the resort) and being far from the city so that, if you do not have your own car, there is no other option but to order the very expensive meals.
Salalah, The Garden City
This should include a tagline so that it reads:
Salalah, the Garden City
If you visit between July-September.
The plains and mountains are naked this time of the year. It’s hot and it’s incredibly humid. Yet, Oman always win my heart, every single time – whether it’s Musandam or Muscat – there’s something that draws me in. And now, it’s the same with Salalah.
Salalah gained prominence in ancient times because of its wealth of frankincense, an extract commonly used for perfume and incense, as well as for many Judeo and Christian practices. Frankincense trees are native to this area, one of just a few places worldwide, and for this reason the city is often called the “Perfume Capital of Arabia.”
Our driver and guide, Ahmed, showing us the countries to which Omani cargo ships had sailed in the past. One could sense his pride for his country and its rich history, the way he spoke about the past. And yet, like any other young man, he dreams of making it big abroad. “So, in Dubai … salary up?” he enquired, as we sat in the car waiting for Masood, who went out to buy tea. “Yes, but house rent more up,” replied my sister.
Beware: Camels Crossing!
Have you seen one of these road signs? Well, I’ve been seeing them ever since I landed here in the UAE, and my problem was that I’d never actually seen camels crossing the road! It seemed as if I had always been at the wrong place at the most inopportune time because these magnificent creatures never appeared on the road.
I got lucky in Salalah!
How amazing is that!
That’s Masood patiently waiting for his wife, who takes a lifetime taking pictures of everything that crosses her path. I’ll post a couple more posts about Salalah—soon, I hope—because this one has gotten quite long already.