So. Oman.
This man was ANGRY.
You see, he was responsible for bullying every one of the drivers of the inactive taxis in the photo below into asking $100/US per person for a RIDE INTO TOWN from the port of Salalah, Oman. I figured a way to get into town and back for $10 Omani Real, which is abour $26. What a "great deal."
Anyway, not only was Salalah less exciting, beautiful, and hospitible than Muscat, but the ride into town was far more interesting than the town itself. I did, however, find this incongruous place that sold candy by the case cheaply. I bought Snickers, these Arabian chocolate cake things, and a traditional local candy called "Zombie Chewy Pops." They also had a case or two or a candy that's called "Launching Missile Candy toy" which is basically a little army guy with an anti-aircraft missile launcher, and the missile is the candy. You load it, and apparently launch it into your mouth or across the room. Yeah. You can imagine the myriad of reasons that disturbed me. I wish I'd bought it.
I did, however, buy a traditional local coffee pot and this exciting Mosque shaped alarm clock that sounds like all hell is breaking loose with authentic calls to prayer.
This is the pass we had to wear when leaving the ship.
This is the majesty of the Sultan's Palace in Muscat, and some dopey guy trying to look like a photojournalist or something.
I wandered off by myself into the night of Muscat, and I can't say enough about what a great place it was. Man, I loved it... this is the entrance to the old souq (market) with the moon above.
Recognize the pulltab above? Yeah, we did away with those something like 20 years ago, or more. 30 maybe. Here, they're everywhere...
This is a shot across the harbor in Muscat of the watchtower, which I have beautiful daytime photos of as well. One interesting fact is that this is the watchtower Jimi Hendrix was talking about.
You see, he was responsible for bullying every one of the drivers of the inactive taxis in the photo below into asking $100/US per person for a RIDE INTO TOWN from the port of Salalah, Oman. I figured a way to get into town and back for $10 Omani Real, which is abour $26. What a "great deal."
Anyway, not only was Salalah less exciting, beautiful, and hospitible than Muscat, but the ride into town was far more interesting than the town itself. I did, however, find this incongruous place that sold candy by the case cheaply. I bought Snickers, these Arabian chocolate cake things, and a traditional local candy called "Zombie Chewy Pops." They also had a case or two or a candy that's called "Launching Missile Candy toy" which is basically a little army guy with an anti-aircraft missile launcher, and the missile is the candy. You load it, and apparently launch it into your mouth or across the room. Yeah. You can imagine the myriad of reasons that disturbed me. I wish I'd bought it.
I did, however, buy a traditional local coffee pot and this exciting Mosque shaped alarm clock that sounds like all hell is breaking loose with authentic calls to prayer.
This is the pass we had to wear when leaving the ship.
This is the majesty of the Sultan's Palace in Muscat, and some dopey guy trying to look like a photojournalist or something.
I wandered off by myself into the night of Muscat, and I can't say enough about what a great place it was. Man, I loved it... this is the entrance to the old souq (market) with the moon above.
Recognize the pulltab above? Yeah, we did away with those something like 20 years ago, or more. 30 maybe. Here, they're everywhere...
This is a shot across the harbor in Muscat of the watchtower, which I have beautiful daytime photos of as well. One interesting fact is that this is the watchtower Jimi Hendrix was talking about.
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