The real port, I hear you muttrah.

This is the home port of the Royal Yacht, al Said or something like that, that came in to berth after I took this picture. But it was a bit disappointing, smaller than the yacht of the Dubai Sultan's sister it would have only grudgingly been admitted to Monaco.
The fort was another Portuguese folly, built in 1580 and never used in anger. It provides a good vantage point to survey Muttrah and its harbour.
Despite the elevated prices, I could not resist dining at one of the waterfront cafes when I saw Peanut Crusted Hamour Fish on their menu. "A chef special seafood dish freshly collected Hamour fillets baked to flaky perfection and coated with a delicious combination of citrus flavours, peanuts, parsley and garlic." Nothing flaky about it: it was delicious and the fish was fresh and not over-cooked. I copied this down as a reminder that life is not only beans / corn, beans / ugali and beans / rice every day, morning midday and evening.Baca lagi