So, it is 11.30 and life in Doha doesn't get off the ground until around 4. We are sitting in a palm treed garden 'bar' with not a waiter in sight and I actually think it may not even be open. In the background is the call to prayer, which sounds more like prayer than the music you hear in Egypt and Turkey. Even the malls etc don't open until later, especially on a Friday, which is their 'Sunday', so here we are, all dressed up and no place to go.
It is so weird to have been so busy and now, absolutely nothing to do. Forced rest.....??!!!???
Doha declared independence in 1971, so much of the infrastructure is quite new. Apparently they bowled the buildings that were here and relocated the population to different housing. From what we have seen so far, there is huge development. The people are very multicultural and seem to speak Arabic and English equally well. Our driver last night spoke 10 languages and we discussed the fact that in NZ, we are not really required to speak any other language, so we don't have it ingrained in us to learn as a necessity.
It is so weird to have been so busy and now, absolutely nothing to do. Forced rest.....??!!!???
Doha declared independence in 1971, so much of the infrastructure is quite new. Apparently they bowled the buildings that were here and relocated the population to different housing. From what we have seen so far, there is huge development. The people are very multicultural and seem to speak Arabic and English equally well. Our driver last night spoke 10 languages and we discussed the fact that in NZ, we are not really required to speak any other language, so we don't have it ingrained in us to learn as a necessity.
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