Gastography

I got off my lazy butt and did something good for my body today – I went to yoga.

Exploring another mall to hit a Costco-sized grocery.

Souq Wakif (old-style mall selling tourist goods, non-Western clothing, traditional wares & food).

A touch of the Corniche (nice waterside walking path park)

And the Islamic Museum Of Art

Some trends die hard.

They’re building a giant slingshot as part of an Angry Birds experience at Festival City Mall in Doha.

This mall also sports an IKEA, grocery store, Daiso, and host of US brand stores – including Old Navy and West Elm.

Plus both Shake Shack *and* Five Guys.

Visited this insane dessert restaurant after Peruvian-Style chicken skewers this evening. This isn’t what I got – I wasn’t trying to die – but this crazy thing is kind of mind boggling.

Ready to roll on another kiddo blanket.

Braved my local grocery today. From what I’ve heard, this store is expensive.

Prices in USD in pen for comparison. Some things are way more expensive than NYC; some cheaper.

The available selection of goods is going to take some getting used to.

Unpacking – these things meant so much to me a few days ago, now they’re irrelevant.

Not pictured: my lifeline – aka my MTA transit card. Completely missed that while cleaning out my wallet.

Also: whoooooo boy, I’m happy to get rid of that pic! W.T.Everloving.F. is up with that face?

Hello, Doha!

Sunset at the Pearl marina, where my DH took me out to a great little Spanish paella place for my first dinner in Qatar.

After he showed me the grocery store and patiently let me wander every aisle proclaiming delight and dismay over all of the contents, and utter confusion over the prices.

I’ve got a good one on my hands.

Bye, NYC!

I intend to write much more on the subject when my brain and body get back in sync. Wouldn’t say I’m jet lagged, per se, just that 6 weeks of crap sleep and stress are attempting to catch up with me, now that I’m safely and firmly in a foreign country.

#lifeishardwhenyoureadelicateflower