MY OWN PHOTOS: Eid al Fitr day two, a rainy day in the Hajar Mountains

We woke up on the second day of  Eid-al-Fitr to a breakfast of Omani bread and cheese with hot milk tea, seeing pomegranite bloom, banana leaves, papaya trees...surrounded by a swarm of black flies (due to yesturday's cutting of the meat). Above us was a cover of grey skies. With the imminent rain, the flies dispearsed, alhamdulilah (all praise be to God).

After breakfast my neice took us to visit another village, which is my favourite place in the whole of Oman for the kindness of its people. Obviously, my friends live here, right? We sat for coffee and dates, and lunch, and then my neice, excited by the rain took us for a drive to see the roads and wadis flooding.

The kids of course, loved it, no seatbelts, heads out the windows, being pelted by rain. Ah, Oman.

At least, in my mind, I was happy when the sun came out in time for the azwa, which are traditional singing and dances the men do in lines, carrying either sticks, swords, or drums. While this is going on the children buy toys and candy from one another with their 'Eidiyia' money of small change rials and baizas. Usually everyone is done up in the second day's Eid dress and  they are all extra cute. Not me;).

In the evening it is mishakeek (kebab) night and I was soooooooooooo looking forward to it because my husband always grills a nice stick of mishakeek. Alas, sadly, younger nieces were ever so proud of their mishakeek (made by eight year olds) that we had to eat that. After chewing for an hour we gave up and subsisted on a diet of cheese, Lebanese bread, and chips Oman.