There are a few things that’s done differently in Bahrain. The (lack of) use of indicators and mirrors while driving is one example. Camping is the other.
Last Friday night I drove out into the “desert” to spend the night with some friends, camping under the stars. Why the quotation marks? Because it was just half an hour away from home, in the middle of some oil fields. Not many. Just a few. And not so much camping under the stars as camping under some epic floodlights, which are a key feature of the camp.
So long November. You were quieter than October, of which I’m grateful for. After spending a lot of time travelling in October, November’s been very much about being back in the ol’ routine.
But because everything this month has been very much about being back in the old routine, photos this month have been a bit… boring.
For the first time, this Brit celebrated Thanksgiving last week. Well, I’m not sure celebrate is accurate. Thanksgiving dinner was had. Followed by much merriment. It was more just about the food. Isn’t that what Thanksgiving is all about?
Since as long as I can remember, I’ve really enjoyed having people over and cooking for them. Back in England I tried to do it as much as possible with my friends there. I’m proud to say I had an annual barbecue tradition where totally obscene amounts of food was cooked and consumed. And now I’m lucky enough to have a guy who enjoys doing this as much as me.
The life of an expat can seem exciting if you’re not an expat. Living in a country that’s not your home country and experiencing “the life”. There’s a few things you’re not taught about expat life though, and one of those is something I learnt last week.
Anish and I have begun to make friends. We’ve got a great group to hang out with thanks to /r/Bahrain and friends from work. A mixed bag of expats and Bahrainis. The expat population in Bahrain is mostly transient. People will come here and work for a few years and then move on. Bahrain also feels like the kind of place that attracts the kind of expat who’s more likely to just move on after an amount of time.
I like to stay healthy. Especially with my very sedentary job. Squash is my main form of exercise, but I try to bolster it with occasional trips to the gym to hit the bike and weights.
Standing in front of the mirror, with a couple of weights in my hands, I looked at my reflection and thought, “You don’t look half bad you know.” I’ve never been one to be overly concerned about body image. A long time ago I accepted the shape I am. But today was the first time I looked at my reflection and looked at it in more than an accepting kind of way.