File this under revelations while doing the mundane, every day life things. Perhaps revelation is a bit strong. Let’s call it a light revelation.
Sometimes when I’m out walking to the grocery store or taking a break from work and mindlessly staring out of the window, I have to remind myself that I live here. I live in Bahrain. The emphasis being on the I rather than the live. Despite having lived away from the UK for over a year and a half now, I still find almost pinching myself to believe hat I live in Bahrain.
The expat population in Bahrain just outnumbers the born and bred locals. The vast majority of those expats being of Indian, predominantly south Indian. It makes for a pretty interesting environment to live in. You’ll get pockets of areas where mostly Westerners will live or Indians or Bahrainis. Just like any other country.
The Indian population has really helped build Bahrain. Literally. Throughout the endless building sites the majority of the workers you’ll see are Indian. As a way to acknowledge the Indian population Little India was born.
Winter brings out all the people and all the events here. Especially outdoor events. Something about making the most of all the outdoor time before the heat comes in to kill us all. That’s a tad over dramatic. But trust me, it feels like it.
Even with me still being a touch ill, read more than a touch, I needed some fresh air. Just to be outside. Out of the house. Feel a bit of that sunshine and warmth on my face.
2015’s Project 365 is finished. I am 100% relieved. Two years in a row. It’s been tough. Before I begin lamenting over how the project’s gone, here’s a few highlights from December:
Wandering around Muharraq Souq on a quiet Sunday morning is probably one of my favourite places for photo ops.
The beginning of turning the balcony into a mini greenhouse. Home grow all the things! All the things that will grow in little pots that is.
There was a plan. No really. I’d be spending the holiday season with family back in London, with a tiny bit of downtime that I reserved for some 2015 blog summarising and 2016 blog planning. That was the plan. What actually happened was the tiny bit of downtime was a lot smaller than I’d expected and what I did have was filled with me sleeping off my terrible cold.
So why didn’t I get up on my blogging horse as soon as 2016 hit and hastily get on with the plan, even with it being a little late. Well, said cold turned into full on bronchitis and respiratory infection on returning to Bahrain. YAY!