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Saturday, 26 November 2005
Desert ride

desert

After an eventful drive through the desert we made it to Oman. The border crossing was the eventful part, bringing to mind the good old days when we used to do the Bapetikosweti rigmarole.  This one might have been a bit more scary and real, but I was younger when we used to have to produce our passports to go in and out of Bapetikosweti and I didn’t know that. 

The reason it was similar is that one of us (usually my brother) was always allowed from South Africa into Bapetikosweti but they made it clear that he would not be allowed back in. (We had to take the route back where there was no border post).  In this case, one of my cousins was allowed from Dubai into Oman but she was told she was not allowed back because she did not have a multiple entry visa.  In her case the alternative route back might mean flying back.

Posted by bigblue on 26/11/2005 at 01:20 PM
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