


While my parents were here, we took a quick trip down to Salalah, a city in Southern Oman, near the border with Yemen. There are a couple of sites that LDS scholars have identified as possible locations for the land of Bountiful, as well as places Lehi and his family might have had contact with. Going to these locations has been a dream of mine for years, but I'll have to keep dreaming. The day we were all supposed to go, Gwyn woke up sick, so I stayed in the hotel with her while my parents took the boys and went to a place called Wadi Saiq. (I don't have any pictures of that, but you may be able to see some on my mother's blog when she gets back from her trip to Isreal, Jordan, and Egypt.)
The day I had to stay home was still pretty good for me. I turned 30 (ha ha), sat in the shade beside my sick sleeping baby, read, and watched the waves crash down. When they all got back from their exhausting day (3 hours in car each way, 1 hour in boat, for 1 hour at the site), we boogie boarded and caught little sea creatures just like when I was a kid in California. (I think maybe I was the lucky one!)











