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Travelling to Oman was always my dream and at some point in my life I really believed I will never see it fulfilled. I mean, after undergoing breast cancer treatments with my body being sore and completely transformed and exhausted how could I ever make an adventure trip? I kept saying to myself: travelling to Oman is not like having a city break or site seeing by taking a trip with the visitors bus or relaxing on a beach with a nice cocktail. Oman is a wild adventure among nature surrounded by years of history, and you are not physically prepared for such a trip. And yet I booked a flight because I realised life is for living in the moment instead of dreaming of a tomorrow. My adventure started in Muscat where I actually did a city visit and got lost in the local sook market among oriental scents, hand made objects, spices and beautiful coloured traditional clothing. I took a walk on the harbour and a visit to the opera house and stopped for dinner on a traditional restaurant. Next morning, accompanied by a friend who was living there at the time, we took the road to Jebel Shams, the highest mountains in Oman situated about two and a half hours drive from Muscat. We passed small villages forgotten in time, historical vestiges, some older than 2000 years and we met local people living a simple life. I felt like I was somehow back in time and a smile appeared on my face, I was so happy being surrounded by so much beauty. Tracking Jebel Shams was yet to be the most amazing experience of my life. We entered a small path on which you can’t fit more than one person. On the left side you have the mountain wall but on your right is a gap over 2000m deep. It’s an up and down walk over rocks and uneven ground which for me is not an easy thing to do but I see the waterfall and I know there is an ancient very small village just near it where you can still see the houses and understand how people used to live back in time. I push myself and I even manage to make the descent to get there. I had chills on back being surrounded only by mountain from all four corners and feeling drops of water on my face from the waterfall. What a wonderful feeling! On our way back I had to face a new challenge and climb all the way up. My body was sore and by now I was’t even able to see my ankles anymore or feel my knees, my arms had no strength but I was determined and my friend was cheering me: “Common Alex, you can do it, it’s just a wall!” Back on the main path I felt my heart will burst out of my chest and It took me another 15 min of fast walk to be able to properly breathe. It is when we stopped, took a sit, feet hanging on the edge of the gap and all I could hear was the silence around us. Just on our return a beautiful sunset was settling down and some cute goats where asking us for food. Back in the city we had a traditional dinner eaten with our bare hands and I went to bed feeling like a new person, like I found my true self back on that mountain and knowing that the only limits we have in life are the ones we set for ourselves. The next days were about knowing the wilderness of the wadis and swimming in natural pools and walking on deserted beaches by the sea, and what an experience that was. For me, Oman was not only a dream come true, it was a challenge, an adventure, a return in time and a lesson for my future. If you ever decide to go visit Oman, document your trip, hire a local guide and go discover the hidden beauties of this land.