Location Coordinates:
23°37'N, 58°34'E
Muttrah District
Muscat, Oman
23°37'N, 58°34'E
Muttrah District
Muscat, Oman
As
our first full day in Oman moved from afternoon toward evening we set off for a
sunset stroll along the corniche in the Muttrah District of Muscat. We had
spent the earlier part of the afternoon learning about historic weapons and
dress prevalent in Omani culture at the Bait al Zubair museum. Just a short
drive from the museum is the corniche, a wide and winding road and walkway
hugging the port's shore. Walking along this route would take us to our last
planned stop of the day, the lively Muttrah Souq (a marketplace sometimes
spelled souk). Afternoons in Oman are quiet due to the weather typically
being at its very hottest during this time of day. While this particular day
was very comfortable temperature-wise, the city still had a feel of coming back
to life as we set off on our walk. The traffic thickened and sidewalks filled
as evening started to approach.
The Sultan's yacht and a dhow boat |
As
the Muscat Port is a primary commercial port for Oman there were many ships and
boats anchored in the harbor. Without question, the most notable ship was the
massive Al Said, the personal yacht
of Oman's Sultan Qaboos. The Al Said
dwarfed the dhow boats and other personal watercraft that dotted the harbor. The
contrast between the sleek and modern yacht and the dhow boats that have likely
looked the same for hundreds of years was pretty remarkable.
Along the corniche |
Along
the corniche groups of men began to congregate, sitting and smoking and no
doubt filling each other in on their day's activities. Women, often with small
children in tow, made their way toward the souq to stock up on whatever it was
they needed that day. It was now after 5:00 pm and the souq had just re-opened
for the evening. (Like many other businesses and activities, the souq is typically closed during the hours of 1:00 pm and 4:00 or 5:00 pm.) I had no interest in
shopping, but I was curious to see the cramped stalls, dark walkways, and the
wide array of colorful merchandise being sold. I'm sure that historically the
souq was the go-to marketplace for residents. But in today's modern Muscat it
might be that the souq is less practical for residents and more relevant to travelers
looking for the excitement of bartering for any number of iconic Omani and
Arabian items. On our visit it appeared pashmina scarves were the vendors
common product of choice to lure people into their small shops with hopes that additional
treasures would be purchased. At first it was unsettling to be assertively
hailed by so many sellers offering the same thing, but eventually it became
comical. It was a bit like walking down a carnival midway at the state fair, with
a difference being the smell of corn dogs and popcorn was replaced by a heavy
frankincense aroma (which, by the way, smells great!).
Entrance to the Muttrah Souq |
It
was just about sunset by the time we emerged from the din of the souq. It was too
early for dinner, but our stomachs - trying valiantly to make sense of the
crazy time change impact - were in need of some sustenance. Our daughter
suggested we find something to snack on as a holdover until dinner. She set off
to find shawarma, one of her favorite local foods, which is similar to a small Greek
gyro. She located a fast food joint with outside tables and ordered up three
chicken shawarmas. While these were being prepared I set off with the camera to
do my best to capture the pulse of the area in sunset light. Back at the table
the shawarmas arrived just as the sunset call to prayer came from the
loudspeakers at the nearby mosque.
Along the corniche |
When
I've heard the Islamic call to prayer in movies or other media, I've usually
felt uneasy. Perhaps Americans have come to associate this call as somehow
threatening. But hearing it in person sitting at a sidewalk table snacking on a
savory Arabian specialty and watching locals and tourists easily intermingling
put everything in a new perspective. It wasn't threatening at all. It was
pleasing. And from then on I was kind of disappointed when I was out of earshot
from a mosque during one of the five daily calls.
Open air dining near the Muttrah Souq |
We wrapped up the day dining at a beach side restaurant at a table in the sand
just a few yards from the surf. I could in no way have anticipated that setting
in my faulty preconceptions about what I'd find in the Middle East. So far this
trip was providing one pleasant surprise after another.
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