Saturday, May 4: This afternoon, I decide I need a green fix, so I go for a short walk through the gardens of Misfat Al Abriyyen. I love the broad and lush green leaves of the banana plants, the date palms, and the papaya trees.
The falaj is flowing with water through the gardens and the tank that holds the water for the village is overflowing due to the abundant rain we’ve had over the last week. It feels like a little slice of paradise.
People still live in the old village, even though a lot of the houses and buildings look like ruins.
We come upon an old man singing a song while another Omani man takes a video of him. When I ask the man if I can take a picture of him he giggles like a child and gives me a wide toothless grin.