King Fahd Causeway's Border Station

A famous quote says, "When in Rome, do what the Romans do." But when you're in Al Khobar, and you have a car and a little more time to spare, do what we did: Go to the King Fahd Causeway's Border Station before heading home.

It was our second time there. The first time was when we passed by after our short stay in Al Khobar during Ramadan of 2011. We were barely a week here in Saudi Arabia, haven't gone to one of Riyadh's famous attractions - except in Carrefour to buy groceries, and didn't even know that this causeway exists. We came with a bigger group back then and were pressed for time so I wasn't able to take decent pictures.

Fast forward to 2013, we checked out of Jinan Suites after lunch and on the way to Dammam, we passed by the Corniche again and noticed that it is as beautiful as it was at night. I was tempted to ask F to stop over but I know we didn't have enough time.

The King Fahd Causeway connects Bahrain and Saudi Arabia. You have to pay SR25/car when you use it. *The Border Station was designed as two connected islands, with the west side designated as Saudi Arabian and the east as Bahraini. The Saudi side of the Border Station has outlets of McDonald's and Kudu. *source

I've said in my About page that I dream of going to at least three more countries. To achieve this, we should go to countries near the Philippines especially those that do not require visit visas and with flight fares we can afford. The other way is to go to countries near Saudi Arabia. Bahrain is one of them. It can be reached by car and the visas aren't too expensive. We just have to really, really save up for it. I just wish I would be able to!

This beautiful sunset on the way home capped our short vacation. I'm glad we were able to spend it with friends and checked out new places even if it's just impromptu.

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King Fahd Causeway Border Station Google Map Coordinates: 26.186867,50.321417

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