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Stop and take the time to smell the roses. The
toneless
voice of Ringo Starr on the radio breaks the torpor of the passenger compartment. Funny song to accompany the crossing of this rough and vertical decor of Oman. We imagined the road through the Hajar, the main mountain range of the country, rugged, tormented, notched. It is a succession of comfortable bends on the asphalt. We follow the direction of Jebel Akhdar, the "Green Mountain", named after its orchards built on the side of the cliff. A cornucopia where pomegranates, peach and lemon trees bring prosperity to isolated villages.
Soon, the silhouette of the Alila Jabal Akhdar, our refuge perched above the void, takes shape.
This sober and refined 5-star hotel is built from the same ophiolite as the outcrops it dominates, a limestone rock with purple hues.
Similar to the skin of a snake, it is the result of a dysfunction of plate tectonics.
An imperfection of nature, the floor...
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