
When I first entered the museum. The first thing I thought about was, wow. Marvelous. Aside from its calm atmosphere and very clean place. Inside the museum there are various antiquities relics of the Arabs of antiquity. Like the typical houses of the past, the rooms in the bulkhead, various household furniture and other historical objects, all here.
Everything is amazing, and of course it adds to my insight. When else I walk, if not madam who invites and I'm very lucky madam would take me and take me for a walk to this place.
Unfortunately, there is no explanation label in English. So it's kind of hard to understand. My Jadinha asked madam several times. Fortunately madam was very good and explained carefully the things I did not know.
"What's his name, madam?" manya curious.
"This is a vessel, to store food typical of the Arabs of antiquity"
"Oh." I nodded, madam explained patiently.
"Read, and learn the letters" madam pointed to a table inscribed with bald Arabic script. I scratched the back of my head, then glanced at him and smiled at him. Signs not understand. She smiled and ran over to her husband.
I half ran in pursuit, as madam and her husband almost disappeared from my sight. Somewhat distant. The basket that contained a small Oomar who was asleep really made me troubled in carrying it.
If only there was a sling, it would be very helpful. But baby there's no such thing here, and I've never seen anyone use it.
I wiggled at the farkiran and looked around. Baffled. Where are madam and her husband, Mr Khaber? huh, sucks. They're abandoning me.
Tiit, tiit...!
A black car honks. But which one is Mr Khaber's car? , the cars parked in front of me look the same, no different. Huf! I almost cried.
"Yes Noorah!" madam waved her hand from the right. "Come" he continued.
Uh, madam. It turns out you guys are there. I deserve to be confused. Mercifully. I'm approaching soon. It turned out to be quite far also the distance of his car with this standing place.
The journey was resumed. Not knowing where the real destination was, I just watched from behind the window. Our suburban streets of Thaif are very beautiful, such as the letter s curled, high cliffs that rise with a little decorated with plants and savanna on the other hand there are also valleys with a variety of green plants, everything is so beautiful. Thaif is located in the highlands, no wonder the atmosphere is very cool.
Across the as-safa area there are luxurious villas lined up neatly. Madam said the villas belonged to conglomerates, amirs, and high-ranking Arab officials. It is amazing in luxury, but not just anyone can approach the area. If someone comes close on purpose, no hesitation the supervisor there shot him. Hm.
A cold atmosphere with foggy mountain scenery began to be felt at the top of the city of Thaif. Madam and her husband took me down and enjoyed the meal with a family atmosphere, while enjoying the beauty of nature. Br...cold...!
Far up there is a large wire rope that repeats height with straight lines down and up. Apparently it was a cable car, and it was very famous in the area.
Madam said, if you want to ride the cable car and enjoy its beauty, you have to book a ticket online. But I refused because I was afraid and did not dare to ride it.