Weaving around plastic baskets, tables piled with kids clothes, and other seemingly random odds and ends. I don’t buy anything. Or very rarely. There’s something about walking around a souk. Even the incredibly quiet Muharraq souq, in Bahrain, on a Sunday afternoon. There isn’t anything […]
Take away the honking car horns, sounds of revving motorbikes, and all the noise of highway traffic, you’re left with a peaceful scene. The garish lights on the buildings actually look quite beautiful. Even if they’re all oddly shaped. Bahrain, you ain’t so bad.
I‘ve already said it, and I’ll say it again—I love wandering around Muharraq taking photos of the streets, people, and buildings. There’s so much history in one tiny area. I have yet to properly explore the countless famous old houses in Muharraq—Bin Matar House, Sheikh […]
This bright yellow wall and blue door felt slightly out-of-place in Muharraq. Buildings here are usually white, beige, or some other neutral colour. The buildings blend into the desert like landscape they sit in. And then there’s this. Unapologetically standing out next to the grey […]
The time between lunch time and just before the sun goes down is generally a quiet time in Muharraq. Shops and restaurants are closed. Cars still whizz by on the roads, but there’s definitely fewer people about. And this is in winter, when the weather […]