I went to Dubai for half term and the highlight of the visit was our final weekend in Oman, where we went for some scuba diving. But I was really fascinate to watch the local fishermen land their evening catch at Sohar - the home of Sinbad the Sailor.
After the boats had pulled the nets in so far, the fishermen attached the net ends to waiting pickup trucks, whose drivers worked in unison to haul the net up the beach.
Everyone quickly gathered to inspect the catch, including flocks of birds!
They were pleased with the size of the catch.
The biggest fish were separated first, and seemed to be sold immediately to waiting buyers.
Then they set about sorting the rest by size into boxes to be taken away.
I don't know what the fish were - there were many little ones that had a dark blue line along their backs, and I expect some of the larger ones were homour.A boy separated all the crabs into a sack - these were all small ones.
I waited until the man in the hat had counted his wad of cash and joined the boat captain at his meal before politely asking to take their photo, hoping that "Captain" and "Hajji" were respectful enough titles. As they nodded acquiescence I assume it was.
I then spotted a member of our hotel staff bringing back a bag of fish for the kitchen.
I ate "local fish stew with rice" for dinner that evening. It was delicious!
frankofyle
Sounds marvellous. Lucky you.