When I first entered this small village, it felt as though I was stepping back in time to a bedouin like village. As our little Mazda 6 made its way through the little streets, we got many stares, although I am sure that this little town gets many visitors because their pottery is stunning.
As usual in Bahrain, we had no idea how to get to where we were actually going due to the lack of any street or landmark signs... and in this case we had no idea how to get to an actual "pottery making site". Within minutes, we just happened to stumble across what can only be described as huts or run down barns where old men covered in clay were patiently reproducing piece after piece of pottery which they then lay out to dry in the sun. I could have watched them spin the wheel for hours, it had a somewhat calming effect.
Inside some of the huts were finished pieces waiting for tourists to snatch them up. Of course, I wanted to buy every piece and as Hadi has explained to me many times along this trip... "we have no more room left in our suitcases I told you to pack less pairs of shoes". Then came my second idea which has also come up many times on this trip (it must be my entrepreneurial side): "Why don't we ship containers of pottery back to Montreal and sell them!" Brilliant! And as Hadi has simply explained to me many times on this trip..."NO"!
Note:*credit to Aude for some of her photography
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