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.
Anish and I headed over to the StrEAT Food Festival on Saturday. In my head I’d imagined a Borough Market style affair. With stall after stall of a selection of street food of all kinds. Sometimes I need to give myself a reality check – I’m in Bahrain, not London.
Bahrain has an obsession. A burger obsession. The kind of one that was plaguing London a few years ago. So it really shouldn’t have been a surprise that out of the roughly seventeen stalls, eight of them served mostly burgers. But I was surprised. I like a burger as much as the next person, but apparently not as much as Bahrainis.
There was music. Some entertainment for the kids involving competitions for identifying chocolate. Not sure that was parent approved! It was all for a good cause – Ayadi Relief – I hope they managed to raise a good amount of money.
Sure it was no Borough Market. There was the tiniest selection of vegetarian food. Burgers as far as your eyes could see. But I was outside. In the sun. In January. When most people are freezing their balls off, suffering through cold wintry weather. I’m here. Outside. With friends. The sun on my back warming my bronchitis away (that was my hope anyway). Screw the search for the better days, or comparing to what could have been. I had a great day. We had a great day. Hoping to pack many more of these before summer kicks in.