Proud of their heritage and determined to protect it the Omanis are quick to point out the difference between them and the glittering gaudy high-rise Emirates
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Proud of their heritage and determined to protect it the Omanis are quick to point out the difference between them and the glittering gaudy high-rise Emirates
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Last updated: August 1, 2014

In a shaky Middle East, this Gulf state manages to keep the balance (PHOTOS)

Banner Icon Photo Essay Proud of their heritage and determined to protect it, the Omanis are quick to point out the difference between them and the glittering gaudy high-rise Emirates, writes photographer John Wreford after his journey across the beautiful Sultanate.

A loggerhead turtle scampers franticly towards the sea, her cumbersome shell not designed for beach sprinting, the dawn light now illuminating the protective cove but it’s not only the light that has stirred her into such inelegant action so much as the camera-phone wielding tourists in hot pursuit; coming out at night to lay her eggs it’s not only the foxes and birds she has to fear but now this modern scourge of the eco-paparazzi.

Ras al Jinz is the most easterly point of the Arabian peninsula in the Gulf of Oman, when the dawn light breaks here it does so before any other point in the Arab world, time and tide waits for no man, so it’s said, and neither do the turtles nesting on the beach. The tourists are a recent addition but otherwise life continues here much as it has done for hundreds of years, the turtles are of course protected, although many a local fisherman will tell of the succulent taste of its meat, my guide and driver sheepishly admits.

"Ras al Jinz the most easterly point of the Arabian peninsula in the Gulf of Oman"

Ibn Battutah, the itinerant Arab traveler, landed on these shores more than six hundred years previously a time when the maritime traffic of the Indian Ocean, Red and Arabian seas were dominated by Muslim traders. Dialects of Swahili and Baluchise among others are still spoken in the Souks of Oman, testament to the merchants that crises-crossed not only carrying silk and cotton but also the gifts of the Magi, Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh.

The wooden Dhows built in the shipyards of Sur were in demand around the world and to this day they still dot the harbor and despite an obvious decline are still being built by hand. The land of Oman is inextricably linked to the sea and fishing villages line the coast and with every town a thriving fish market. At the village of Tiwi, Battuta wrote; “one of the loveliest of villages and most striking in beauty, with flowing streams and verdant trees and abundant plantations.” The beauty of Oman is undeniable.  I watched the fishermen cast their nets in much the same fashion as he would have seen.

Yet Oman is no antique backwater, whilst its history and traditions are still preserved and appreciated and its unique cultural identity fully intact unlike perhaps some of its brash noisy neighbors, over the last forty years sustained development and investment have transformed the Sultanate into a modern yet understated nation. The once impenetrable interior now easily accessible by road although in some instances only by 4x4.

Proud of their heritage and determined to protect it the Omanis are quick to point out the difference between them and the glittering gaudy high-rise Emirates; no buildings are over four stories high in Oman, the cities have plenty of modern shopping malls but equally every Friday cattle traders turn up to Nizwa souk with sheep, cows and goats in the back of pick-ups ready to haggle a deal, farmers lead their beasts around a circular dais where prospective buyers sit and inspect, occasionally an errant bullock bucking and causing the crowd to stumble back, Rials exchanged goats carried off cradled in arms like a baby, around the corner in the restored old souk rifles and the ceremonial daggers are bought and sold, Bedouin women with their distinctive face masks shop for fruit, a traditional way of life sitting easily inside a country of modern infrastructure.

"Sustained development and investment have transformed the Sultanate"

Absolute power obtained via a coup is hardly unusual in the Middle East but when Sultan Qabous Bin Said al Said ousted his father in 1970 it heralded the beginning of a renaissance and when the Arab Spring promoted discontent and protest in Oman as it did all over the Middle East he did something no other regional leader did; he listened to grievances and responded with decorum and understanding, then implemented reforms and created thousands of jobs and so enjoys respect and security.

When the dawn light breaks along the coast of Oman the rest of the Arab world is still in darkness; modern and modest and with quiet humility Oman has much to be admired and as Ibn Battutah wrote a beauty that is undeniable.

John Wreford
John is a photographer who has lived in Syria for many years. He recently had to leave his house in Damascus’ Old City, and currently resides in Istanbul.
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