'Mommy, I think I have some camel meat stuck in my teeth." Now there's something I don't hear my 8-year-old daughter say every day. But then, we weren't on an everyday kind of American family vacation.
My husband, Scott, my three children and I were in Oman, a place so remote that some of my friends had to look it up on their maps. Though we didn't know it at the time, this Middle Eastern gem bordering Saudi Arabia has been named by many travel guides as a major hot spot for 2009.
We spent nine days in October in this exotic state on the Arabian Sea, dividing our time between Muscat, the capital, and Salalah, a port city in the far south bordered by some of the most beautiful beaches I've ever seen.
The eating of camel meat came smack in the middle, when we opted to break away from our five-star luxury hotel and trek out into the remote Empty Quarter -- the world's largest sand desert -- for a night of camping with a Bedouin guide.
Although I would have been perfectly content to lie by the pool, my husband had convinced me that a dunes-filled desert tour was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, certainly one not to be missed by our children.
Under stars with the Bedouin
Off we went in our SUV on a four-hour journey from Salalah into the abyss, a ride that started on a smooth highway and ended on a trackless desert sandscape that rapidly alternated between ascending and descending.
On the way, our guide took great delight in pointing out every gnarled frankincense tree we came across -- and we came across a lot. Oman takes enormous pride in its frankincense, and the scent of the tree's resin is ubiquitous in homes, shops and hotels throughout the country.