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                     from there it was easy sailing to the entrance of the gulf, with
                     Bahrain, Persia and Mesopotamia beyond. Exposed on the open
                     beach without sheltered harbour, Sohar was lost to the world when
                     Sultan Qaboos started modernising Oman, beginning with the new
                     capital. He built himself a spectacular dream castle, dominating the
                     former harbour of Muscat, and moved all traffic to the adjacent Port
                     Qaboos. His other initial efforts include so far a major international
                     airport, roads, public buildings and residential quarters above all in
                     and near the flourishing capital.
                        It was therefore the more interesting to me when the name Sohar
                     was brought up during our first evening ashore, at a dinner party
                      given us by the English-born General Manager of Port Qaboos,
                      Barry Metcalfe, and his wife Kate. Near Sohar, somebody said,
                      there were supposed to be small boats similar to our own. We were
                     just back hot and exhausted after our first day in the souk, and could
                      think of nothing else when the Mctcalfes and two of their neigh­
                      bours made us dance withjoy and gratitude under clean fresh-water
                      showers before we sank down, all refreshed, in deep armchairs,
                      balancing plates loaded with chicken curry and with huge mugs of
                      foaming cold beer.
                        It was all so good that it took me a while to realise that the
                      gentleman who had mentioned the bundle-boats up near Sohar was
                      the noted Italian archaeologist Paolo Costa, Inspector-General of
                       the Directorate of Antiquity in the Sultanate of Oman. In spite of
                       his pompous title, Costa was a most jovial and earthbound person,
                       and we were soon on first name terms and way back in the distant
                       millennia before Moslem beliefs and architecture had reached
                       Oman. Up north there were copper-mines dating from prehistoric
                       periods, said Paolo. There were also underground aqueducts, and
                       the hills of Oman were full of stone towers. They were burial
                       mounds of the same general period as those we had seen by the
                       thousand in Bahrain.
                         In southern Oman some remarkable prehistoric ruins had now
                       been found on the coast near the borders of South Yemen. But we
                       could not go there, for the Peoples Republic of South Yemen was
                       communistic and the Sultan’s worst enemy, so there was an almost
                       constant state of war in the border area.
                         I could no longer suppress my curiosity about the rumoured
                       ziggurat» and Norman moved his chair closer as I asked Paolo Costa
                       if it were true that a Sumerian temple-pyramid had been found in
                       Oman.
                          ‘Something has been found,’ he replied to my surprise. ‘Whether

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