It has been some days this time.
Passages of hours and miles.
When you work out the round about
Clock that goes with our round about world
You will find me four hours ahead.
My work time is three hours ahead,
But play time is four.
I have walked in the streets here too,
This time my streets are at sea level with
The mountains all around.
My work place is in mountains much bigger than you see here.
I have been here before and know a little.
I walk to a mall and find what is there.
Many shops, lots of people, and a few gems.
There are real gems in the jewellery shops,
They cost more than I earn in a year.
The gems that I am talking about are the odd places,
Sometimes out of the main routes and
Sometimes 'hidden in plain view'.
Last time I was here I found bonbons,
Their sign has the name spelled without capitals.
Bonbon is French for sweet.
They sell much more than sweets.
Today I had a Japanese green tea drink,
served by a Filipina,
In a cafe with a French name, to an Englishman (not in New York – ask your mom!), in Muscat.
We were all happy with the transaction (it is a fancy word for a 'deal' or a 'sale').
Yesterday and today I have been getting a little tlc on: my hair, my face, my nails. Fine tuning in readiness for the return to work at the end of this week.
You should look up the history of Oman, not so long ago it had an empire of trading from India to East Africa. It has mountains and desert, rocky sea coast and dramatic wadis. Ask Uncle Crip and Aunty Flo.
Mystadot grows . . .
Tomorrow night I will have to go.
It is good to visit places I like and know,
In my break with Sencha Zen.
My real time, work is an adventure to do.
