We arrived at the Salalah Port at 00:30 last night. The hook went down ....and so did we..... ZZZZZZZZZ... After 4 hours sleep we awoke to sunshine and a nice cool breeze. We weren't prepared for the size of this port. It's a large modern container complex and is pulsing with activity 24 hours a day. Several times I woke in the night thinking that we were still motoring.....The place hums with energy. We found several of our old friends anchored here and they came by to greet us and give us the "low down". First thing this morning we had to move Freebird to a better spot along a wall. We re anchored and backed down toward the rock wall, then, our friend took our stern line to the rocks in his dinghy. We are now secure in a line of boats that have done the same thing. Next, it was off to the dock with our fuel cans, trash and to clear in. Finally, 2 hrs late....we were met by Mohammed in his long white robe thing. He's the "do every thing guy". (there's one in every port, thank God!) This is the first time our feet have touched the ground in 11 days. We weren't sure if we could still walk??? Mohammed took us to customs, immigration and the port authority. He filled out our paper work in Arabic and seemed to know all the people in the various offices. He picked up our fuel cans and will deliver them back full (we have 3 trips). He arranged for a rental car later today and hopefully a sim card so we can get on line and post some photos with these blogs. Tonight we are heading to the local "club" up the hill for a well deserved STEAK DINNER and BEER! We'll let you know, K?


ps, here is the link to Wikipedia's Salalah, click here: