Just like that, December’s rolled around and been out incredibly quickly. That’s what happens when you have a non-stop month. Standard for the month of Christmas and all. Project 365 2014 is over!
2014 marks the first year I’ve successfully completed a It’s not been a perfect Project 365. Counting up all the photos, there definitely aren’t 365 photos there. But that doesn’t make me feel like I’ve accomplished anything less. Project 365 since 2010.
The idea of capturing a photo every single day, for a whole year can feel a little daunting. And that feeling grows as each week goes by. But, if you’re up for doing a Project 365 in 2015, I wanted to share a few insights that I learnt over the course of this past year.
It’s been a quiet November here at the blog and for me personally. A combination of nothing at all happening and then everything happening at once.
For the first couple of weeks I was waiting for the man to come back from his work trip to the States, where he had been for just about a month. So that
waiting part can definitely be classified as the quiet part of the month. A few days after his return my folks came over for their first ever visit to Bahrain. And that’ll be the everything happening at once part of November.
Day 213 August starts with boxes. And the realisation that most of our worldly goods are from the kitchen.
Day 214 WE HAVE WINDOWS! Glorious glorious windows.
Day 215 Our sea view from our new living room. Man, it’s nice to have a view. This will be the focal point of too many 365 photos from here on out. Apologies.
Day 216 Got the important bits out of the boxes and in a, more or less, suitable place – THE BOOZE.
Day 217 Squinting my eyes and looking out the window in the living room. It is rather pretty at night.
Day 218 Finally received this in the mail from jolly ol’ England. Thank you Mel!
Day 219 Watching The Great British Bake Off is my own way of keeping a little bit of England with me.
Day 221 Because this is the best beer we could find. This is a sad sad day.
Day 222 Match time! First time watching with a newly created official Arsenal fan club in Bahrain. Happy days. PS. Yes, all pubs in Bahrain are this dark.
Day 223 The “city” view is what we like to call this. Sea view is the other side. Quite like this. Something about seeing the rooftops of villa after villa.
Day 224 While we didn’t get a Super Moon here, we did get rather a large moon.
Day 225 The booze has a new home. A better home. And I think it looks pretty happy in there.
Day 227 Holiday time! Leaving Bahrain to go to Abu Dhabi to go to Brussels.
Day 228 Yes, beer is why we have come to Brussels.
Day 229 Afternoon sit down in a little cafe in Brussels called Les Gens Que J’aime. The lighting caught my eye and the photo on the right kept me amused.
Day 230 A day of much, much walking and travelling. First up we hit Bruges, then Ghent. Walked from the station, along the canal, to the main historical part of Ghent. Well worth the long walk.
Day 231 Our first taste of traditional lambic beer at the Cantillon Brewery, after a walk around the place. And will definitely be the last. That beer is SOUR as!
Day 232 Last day in Brussels, with the last few hours spent drinking beers and eating quiche, in Moeder Lambic. As is always the case, it’s a place where we should have gone way before. Ah well.
Day 233 CHOCOLATES! One of the souvenirs bought from Brussels. I knew I wanted to eat/buy/bring back some chocolates from the trip, but had my heart set on Yuzu in Ghent. Unfortunately it was closed the one day we were in Ghent, so headed to the second option – Pierre Marcolini in Brussels. NOT DISAPPOINTED.
Day 234 More souvenirs from holiday. Well, “souvenirs”. Coasters from Moeder Lambic that “fell” into my bag. To be fair, they’re made of cardboard and won’t last long!
Day 235 Out for dinner.
Day 236 Hitting up the bowling alley for the first time in Bahrain. And I didn’t suck. Not just that, but actually came first in the second game!
Day 237 CHEESEBOARD! We’ve got some left over cheese from Belgium and I was surprised with this lovely sight for lunch today. Sometimes, it’s pretty good working from home. All cheeses are sheep or goat cheeses, bought from Catherine, owner of Chez Catherine in Brussels. Lovely lady. Didn’t speak much English, but helped us a bunch with picking some lovely cheeses.
Day 238 The ridiculous levels of humidity is giving me a bouffant I’ve never experienced before. Nothing will tame this mane.
Day 239 Still getting used to the fact that sunset is ridiculously early here, compared to the UK. Lights on at around 5:30pm, especially when I’m working.
Day 240 Some days all I want for dinner is fucking big salad.
Day 241 The windows up here are … pretty filthy. On the outside! Makes for taking photos out of them a little tricky.
August is going to whizz by. I can just feel it.
Jaina (July 2014)
Do you ever have those months that are pretty jam-packed and busy, that you forget just how much you did in the month? Last month, in August, the OH and I were just “reminiscing” about when we moved into our new place, after we got back from our holiday to Belgium. “Reminiscing” because it was only 2 weeks before that we actually moved!
has flown by and it feels like a lot has been accomplished in August. A very good feeling.
Day 182 Lazy night in. So lazy.
Day 184 Popped out to get a cheeky burger from Mooyah for dinner so here’s Shabab Avenue in Juffair aka American Alley. Where all the food places live.
Day 185 The man gets a wee little touch up while I catch some Wimbledon.
Day 186 Lo and behold – we have 4G! Hello decent Internet!
Day 188 Was woken up by this morning by, what I thought, was someone in our flat. No, just a pressure washer blasting the dust off the windows. But they’re nice and clean now.
Day 189 Banana bread muffins in Bahrain – Take 1. I’m not convinced they’ve turned out quite right. Just a little “extra brown” on top.
Day 190 Cylon building opposite ours. Or that’s what my current BSG-addled brain is thinking.
Day 191 An apple a day. Or every other day. Need to eat more fruit!
Day 193 Iftar at Rendez Vous. Waiting semi-patiently for the time to turn and the buffet to be open.
Day 194 Happy Birthday to me! 30 today and treated to breakfast. My all time favourite breakfast – pancakes made by my man. Some lovely, fresh pressed coffee. And eggs. BLISS!
Day 195 Mondays have turned into the new laundry day. It’s the quietest day in the laundry room!
Day 197 Windows of the building across from us. As sunsets, love how dramatic the shadows can get here.
Day 198 Now that I’m thirty years old I have ever right to have pancakes for dinner.
Day 199 Goodbye work week, hello weekend. Looking forward to a weekend of nothing.
Day 201 Epic lazy day finished off with a lovely lazy dinner at Copper Chimney.
Day 202 Last minute, late night blogging. Not enough hours in the day sometimes.
Day 204 The building name is AWS-OME. HA!
Day 205 Last week it was pancakes for dinner. This week? Home made apple crumble and home made custard. Yes, it’s nearly 40 degrees outside, but damnit, I wanted some apple crumble and custard. First time I ever made custard at home and surprised just how easy it was!
Day 206 So, in just over a week’s time we’ll be leaving our first home in Bahrain for a whole new place. Here’s a silly phone done fish eye photo of our current living room. A bit messy and very dark. The darkness being one of the big reasons why we’re moving.
Day 207 Dropped in for some coffee at New York Coffee at pretty much Iftar time. Happened to get some fried freebie foods long with our carrot cake.
Day 208 My attempt at taking photos of the skyline while speeding along in the car. Note, I’m not driving. Just in case you get the wrong idea…. Also, there are some really impressive buildings. Just, not in this silly photo.
Day 209 Peering through the peep hole in the front door. Our flat’s on the first floor and it gets a wee bit noisy sometimes.
Day 211 Why does my dining table look like it’s Harvest time at a Primary School? Moving soon, and needed somewhere to empty the kitchen to.
Day 212 For the second time in just about 3 months I’m packing up this suitcase again. Somehow I can’t fit in all the clothes I initially packed in this suitcase. Doing something wrong.
July – the month of my birth and my favourite month of the year. Though
not because of the birthday. Personally, not a fan of birthdays. While I make every mental effort to think of them as any other day, I usually fail at that. So, it was nice that this year, my 30th was a nice, chilled and overall good day. Scary part of July done!
Why is July my favourite month? I adore summer. July for me equals summer. When it’s lovely and warm outside and you don’t have to wrap up going out. Days are long. Barbecues. Sitting in the park. Of course all of that has changed now that I’ve moved to Bahrain!
As for the rest of the month – it’s been fairly quiet. Except for the whole looking for a new place to live followed by the eventual moving at the end of the month.