Forget the cliche of the sand dunes. I did not see those. After all, the trip was to be in a valley, where an intermittent river would form after rainfall. Instead, picture a long sinuous valley bordered by very high plateaux that are similar to Cape Town's Table Mountain. And you get the region of Hadramout.
It rained a couple of days ago and the river bed is blessed with some water, and some crops are an eerie green along the road.
Along the straight new roads, water station sparsely sprout out of the beige ground, celebrating and nurturing the idea of water to the thirsty and drained travelers. Truly a life saving station.
We also came across many goats herds, escorted by their lovely shepherdess, kinda dressed for Halloween.
Minarets towers in all shape and colors signal human civilization. Minaret also travels by truck on the long desert road.
On the plateaux, the immense flat dry surface stretches to the horizon, hiding the abrupt cliffs onto the valley.
The sunset can be viewed in higher grounds to get a view of the palms trees in the wadi and the sand storm raised by the breeze.
And finally hidden charming oasis of rest and peace cater to tired travelers.
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