Our five year adventure in Doha, Qatarended June 1, 2012, but the memories will always remain. It's back to Texas where I have decided...Qatar isn't cornering the market on "quirky", as I once believed. Thanks for opening my eyes to the world,Doha!
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Outing 2 Part 2
I was trying to have mercy for those with short attention spans in my earlier blog. It was getting really long, so I had to cut it off. We actually had another outing after we had our Turkish meal. We went down to Doha's pride & joy, The Corniche (corn-eesh). It is a grassy, tree covered strip that follows the gulf shore for about four miles, with a very wide brick walk along side it. It is a beautiful sight with people strolling, jogging,speed walking or just lazing around on the grass. They have boats that will take you out to ride along it at an easy pace for about $16 per group or family. We decided we'd wait for Kayla (in the sky right now on her way here!) to do this. We walked about three miles or so & stopped at a juice bar at the end. I'm a slow learner. When you ask for tea anywhere on this side of the Atlantic, it's hot. After walking three miles in 95 degree weather, hot tea is the last thing on your mind...even if it is mint tea. True story: Kristi spotted a public restroom on the Corniche & went in to do her thing. David & I sat on the seawall watching the passers-by. After what I thought was a little more time than Kristi needed, I got a little nervous. JoJo's (David's mom) voice kept going thru my head, "Now, don't you ever let Kristi out of your sight!" "Oh, no ma'am", I answered, "You don't need to worry about that" I kept staring at the door in the near distance, looking for her in the dark. Finally, there she came, looking a little amazed and embarrassed at the same time. She had gone into the restroom where there was a girl, in full national dress, standing around. Kristi asked if she was in line, she indicated not & motioned Kristi ahead. The girl's younger sister walked out of the stall & Kristi entered, closing the door behind her. There it was, drum roll..........a hole in the ground and a water hose. She was petrified, think fast. She quietly stood there, waiting for everyone to exit the bathroom. She left the stall and thankfully found a handicap stall beside it. One more crisis averted.