There’s this romantic view people have of camels roaming the deserts of the Middle East. They don’t roam the desert, but do occupy a farm in Bahrain. Real romantic.
The Royal Camel Farm in Janabiyah is one of the many free to visit tourist attractions in Bahrain. One that I actually thought was a rumour, until I visited it late last year. And then again earlier this year. I had to find something to do with my parents when they came.
Since the end of January it’s fair to say that a lot has happened. As it should have—that was nearly three months ago.
The other day I said to Anish, “the photo-a-day 365 project’s going well so far. It’s not felt difficult and I haven’t missed a single day yet”. It’s only been a month.
But in the spirit of remembering to recognise and be proud of my own accomplishments I’m giving myself a high-five for getting through the first month, while remaining motivated to see this thing through.
It’s a fantastic feeling–being productive. Getting shit done and accomplishing something feels good. Thanks to my and Anish’s work schedules (not really thanks because it sucks a lot), I have every weekday evening to myself to be productive and get shit done. But there are some days when all I want to do is switch off for the entire evening and do as close to nothing as possible. And yet when I do that I feel guilty that I’ve wasted time by not being productive.
In 2016 I watched 118 films. Ninety-seven totally new to me films and twenty-one films I’ve seen at least once before. Looking at these numbers, I personally didn’t see this as an accomplishment. But mentioning the numbers to friends or family, and their jaws drop.