The one downside of living overseas is that you miss your family. The upside is that when they come to visit you have such fun together. Last month we had a lovely 3 week long visit from our “babies”. Joel is 32 and Rob is 31, and they both tower over me in height, but they’ll always be my babies! We got to see the sights, take them to some of our favourite restaurants, visit places we’ve been wanting to go to, and just hang out together, which was the best part.
While they were here we took the opportunity of taking a trip to Oman. To be honest, Oman was not a place that I had ever considered visiting. I have a pretty long list of countries I’ve always wanted to go to, but Oman was not on that list. However, when we moved to Doha, so many people suggested Oman as a top destination that we decided to see for ourselves. Spoiler alert – they were right.
Oman is a country with a long and fascinating history, striking landscapes, beautiful coastline and (importantly in this region!) a stable government under a well loved monarch, There is oil in Oman – not enough to create the extreme wealth of other countries in the region, but sensible development has created a growing economy and a booming tourism industry. There are sandy deserts, striking mountains, green oases, historic forts, ruined towns, date palm plantations, rocky coasts, traditional markets, wildlife, sandy beaches, luxury resorts and a warm and friendly people. In short, a fabulous place for a holiday!
This was a trip with a bit of a difference however. Since there were four of us, all keen photographers, I opted to leave my camera at home!! Shock!! Horror! I did have my iPhone of course – I don’t think I’d cope with no camera at all! Since this trip was really for our sons, I decided they should be chief photographers, and I would take a back seat role. Actually I ended up being literally in the back seat of the car, so that Rob could get photos through the front window. Mother-of-the-year material, don’t you think?
It was fascinating and very satisfying watching them both with their cameras. Usually I’m the one trying to get the perfect shot, so it was very enlightening being on the other side of the camera. There is a popular opinion that says that people who view the world through the viewfinder of a camera are missing out. I’ve never subscribed to that opinion personally. Watching my boys as they observed Oman and documented what they saw with their cameras reinforced my belief that photography is not just about capturing photos to remember an occasion or place, but it actually hones our senses and enables us to see and notice details that would otherwise pass us by. Without my camera, it was tempting to look around, maybe take an overall shot or two with my phone and then be ready to move on. But our photographer companions would be looking, and enjoying the scene, taking in the shadows and light; shapes, angles and patterns; movement; faces; trying to capture not just what they saw but how it made them feel.
I have more photos than I need from that trip – part of the deal was that they would share their photos with me before they went home. And I really derived a lot of pleasure from watching them be the photographers. It was definitely the right decision to leave my camera behind – but I won’t be doing it again!! I missed my camera!
Here is a double page spread I made with some of Rob’s favourite photos. (Joel, if you are reading this – send me some of your faves if you want equal billing 🙂 ).
Content used on this page:
- Pixels2Pages Blueprint “Hogwarts”, mirrored and slightly altered for the facing page #p2PHogwartsBP
- Peppermint Creative Leather Texture Papers
- Laura Burger Eclectic Mess Bundle (the alphaset)
- Fonts: Jane Austen, SF Cartoonist Hand
>> The stunning mountain scenery – and everywhere, goats. >> Symmetry in the archways at the Al Alam Palace. >> Camel closeup>> Eager traders at the Nizwa goat market>> Green turtle, having laid her eggs, heads back to the water. >> Omani men discuss the price of goats>> The stunning chandelier at Sultan Qaboos Grand Mosque>> A local woman on the steps of her house>> Reflections on a rainy day