Falling temperatures and rising spirits.

I sit in an uncharacteristically still and silent room tonight. The comforting thrum of the ol' but trusty air conditioner is conspicuous by it's absence.  I wonder if I will find it difficult to fall asleep without the white noise that I associate my nights in Doha with. All this, thanks to the sudden turn...

Winds of change and change of winds.

Boy oh boy is Doha awake at midnight today! A there-one-minute-gone-the-next shower the previous night; a few degrees drop in temperature, a cool ocean breeze and the eve of the weekend- the perfect recipe for the folks of Doha to rush out onto the roads at night apparently. In droves. The grills have come out of hibernation,...