Canvas & Chronicles by Aanya Shen
Day 168: Scented Silhouettes of Souq
Today in Al Wakrah, I spent the day getting into the local rhythm. I began with a leisurely walk along the coastal road, where the sun lit up the gentle...
Day 168: Scented Silhouettes of Souq
Today in Al Wakrah, I spent the day getting into the local rhythm. I began with a leisurely walk along the coastal road, where the sun lit up the gentle...
Day 167: Patterns in Sculpted Silence
I spent much of my day at the Museum of Islamic Art, a building that caught my eye even before I stepped inside. Its geometric exterior was matched by an...
Day 167: Patterns in Sculpted Silence
I spent much of my day at the Museum of Islamic Art, a building that caught my eye even before I stepped inside. Its geometric exterior was matched by an...
Day 166: Cartography of Perfumed Lanes
Today I spent a few leisurely hours in the Nizwa Souq. The market was alive with bright displays of fruits, vegetables, and textiles. Spices were piled high in open sacks,...
Day 166: Cartography of Perfumed Lanes
Today I spent a few leisurely hours in the Nizwa Souq. The market was alive with bright displays of fruits, vegetables, and textiles. Spices were piled high in open sacks,...
Day 165: Fortitude in Stone and Spice
Today I explored Taqah Castle, a short trip from Salalah. The sun was bright, but the breeze helped make the walk pleasant. As I stepped through the wooden gates, I...
Day 165: Fortitude in Stone and Spice
Today I explored Taqah Castle, a short trip from Salalah. The sun was bright, but the breeze helped make the walk pleasant. As I stepped through the wooden gates, I...
Day 164: Fathoms of Painted Currents
Today I took a leisurely stroll along the Mutrah Corniche, letting the vibrant waterfront scene unfold before me. Fishing boats bobbed gently on the water, and the colorful facades of...
Day 164: Fathoms of Painted Currents
Today I took a leisurely stroll along the Mutrah Corniche, letting the vibrant waterfront scene unfold before me. Fishing boats bobbed gently on the water, and the colorful facades of...
Day 163: Journey in Granite Silence
Today felt very special. I began my morning with a tranquil felucca ride on the Nile, basking in the warmth of the sun and the gentle rustle of the wind....
Day 163: Journey in Granite Silence
Today felt very special. I began my morning with a tranquil felucca ride on the Nile, basking in the warmth of the sun and the gentle rustle of the wind....