I’ve been patiently waiting for the weather to cool down enough to where I can be outside comfortably during the day, for an extended period of time, without having a river of sweat streaming down my back. Almost there.
Regardless, last weekend I took a short boat ride with a couple of friends to Bu Maher Fort. Built in 1840, Bu Maher Fort is the first stop along the historical pearling path that Bahrain as known for. A path that flows through Muharraq, that one day I’ll follow along.
The afternoon spent at My Son was one of the highlights of the entire trip to Vietnam. Not just the type spent at My Son, but also the time spent on the journey to and from there.
The My Son ruins (or Cham Ruins) are a cluster of ruined and abandoned Hindu temples, built between the 4th and the 14th century AD by the kings of Champa. Think of them as Vietnam’s own Angkor Wat. One of the eight UNESCO World Heritage sites in Vietnam. And I felt like Lara Croft and Indiana Jones walking around them.
This isn’t going to turn into “oh my god, did you see the sky” kind of blog. But, oh my god, did you see the sky? Well, no you didn’t. Not these skies above Bahrain. Unless you live in Bahrain too – in which case, hi!
The day after the incredible orangey-pinky sunset I greedily snapped away at, the skies above Bahrain delivered something even more spectacular. A fairly epic thunder and lightning storm.
Bahrain’s weather is rarely at any extreme. Except extremely, unbearably hot in the summer. There’s never any dramatic rain or wind. They’ll be dust. Actual days when the weather prediction is widespread dust. So it’s rare to witness dumpster moving, balcony shaking wind along with a bit of rain and a whole lot of thunder and lightning.
What is it about sunsets that make you stop whatever you’re doing just to admire them? It’s not as if they’re a rare occurrence. The sun sets every day. And they’ll never be a day when it doesn’t set.
So today, I was working away. It was nearing sunset. The entire day has been a cloudy and overcast. A little unusual for Bahrain at this time of year. Very unusual actually. While working, I like to take a break every couple of hours, just for a few minutes. Stretch my legs, get some water, and maybe get some fresh air on the balcony. Yeah, I really, really like working from home.
Sometimes the weather gets the better of you. And it’s okay when that happens. Do the best that you can, but it’s no failure if rather than sucking it up, you want to curl up in the hotel room.
After the highs of Hoi An we headed a little way up north to another central Vietnamese city – Hue. As soon as we were over Hai Van Pass, there was rain. And we didn’t see the last of that rain until we were headed back south a few days later.
I know what you’re thinking – you’re from London, you should be used to the rain! Well, I am. Sort of. Living in Bahrain has made me soft! And the rain’s the main reason why 99% of the photos from Hue are from the inside of the Imperial City…