Tuesday, December 4, 2007

I'm not making this stuff up!


Well this is certainly the first time I've seen this! I passed this guy on my way to work this morning, almost drove off the road reaching for my camera. I know: this isn't so different from the trailers carrying cows, horses and chickens I've seen on Canadian highways all my life... But seriously! This is a camel! Anyway, easily the funniest thing I've seen all week.

Sunday, July 8, 2007

Vegan in Paradise

Just in time for the First Annual Al Zahoor Vegan Stampede Breakfast, I found the vegetarian/vegan section at the MegaMart this weekend. Insignificant to some, but this really was the jackpot. I found things I can’t buy in Canada, and things I’ve never even seen before. I even bought Hemp. In Qatar. Oh, and chocolate covered Sesame Snacks. Why didn’t I think of that?

And as if this wasn’t enough, I even found a c’boy hat on my way outta the mall. Happy Stampede.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Sheika Angela


At long last (actually, only 3 weeks) my RP has arrived. I am officially a number in Qatar: I am a resident. This enables various other perks, like a driver’s license, car lease, liquor license, and exit visas. I’m looking very forward to the freedom this brings, but mostly I think I’m enjoying the permanence of it all. I’ve been here 7 ½ weeks now and feel so at home, I can’t imagine a time when I didn’t live here.

Monday, June 4, 2007

RIP

It's a sad day at villa #15. Today we lost Gibson. He passed away peacefully in the kitchen - where we first met 2 weeks ago. There was a small burial in the garden out front. Guess it's time to get a cat.
On a more amusing note, Turkey Curling got a 2-page pictorial in the Qatar Tribune today. That's right: for the 2nd time in under a month, I've made the paper. Bizarre. I also got my VOIP phone today, which is very exciting. It'd be even more exciting if Q-tel would come hook up my internet, so I could use said phone. So close...

Saturday, June 2, 2007

Turkey Curling



It's taken 33 years, but I can finally say I've tried my hand at curling. Inside a mall in the desert no less. Along with about 75 other Canadians in Qatar, this morning I participated in the 2nd annual Turkey Curl: what a blast! And yes, it's exactly what it sounds like. Complete with pancake breakfast and a rendition of Oh Canada. Our team didn't win, but we held our own. And fore sure we made tomorrow's paper! More importantly, check out the "rocks". WTF? And from Peru? This place is full of surprises. I can only imagine what all the spectators were thinking... Crazy Canucks.

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Rain in Doha

It rained this morning in Doha. Only "some small rain" as my driver, Mr. Karu put it; but rain nonetheless. I would've taken a picture, but it didn't last long enough! I wasn't expecting to see any rain, not until the fall anyway. Still waiting for the heat that’s going to break me… We'll see.

For those of you reading this from Calgary or Vancouver: this picture displays the parking rate downtown, at the souks (markets). In case you don't have a calculator handy, that's approximately $0.30 Canadian per/hour. Did I mention that gas hovers around $0.20/litre? In reality however, that's all small consolation for the grave danger one puts their life in driving here. The roads are all new, nicely paved, and wide (generally 3 lanes). Unfortunately there's a marked lack of lane discipline. That said, being without wheels is very restricting, especially living out in the burbs as I do. I am seriously reconsidering my initial intention to not drive. I don't have to decide anytime soon, however, as I'm still without a Residence Permit, and therefore cannot lease or buy anything anyway. The illustrious RP, which also allows one to obtain a liquor permit, is still some time in coming, as I've only just begun the process. Tomorrow I go for blood-typing and a chest x-ray.

In case there was any doubt in my mind as to why I've come here (there wasn't: but let's just say there was, for the sake of this commentary), it was certainly erased yesterday. I volunteered to judge a Science and Math Fair at the Al Rasala Independent Girls High School here, and it was truly an extraordinary experience. I'll start by mentioning that when initially invited, I also invited my boss Fred, UC-Q Director of Student Services, to join me. This was indicative of my inexperience as, of course, no men allowed! Anywho, the event ran four hours, but I could've stayed all week long. There were 44 projects entered, mostly by the grade 12 class. The exhibits ranged from very simple to impressively complex, and offered remarkable insight into what education for girls is like here. At their simplest, girls built models to demonstrate their knowledge of equations to calculate area and volume. This is something you would see in a grade 7 Science Fair in Canada. Yet, we also saw demonstrations on DNA structure. Fortunately for me (a Political Science major), the first project I visited was about recycling! The best part of all this though was talking with the students, and witnessing their enthusiasm: nervous, eager, passionate enthusiasm. Not one of these young women had ever participated in any such event before. Many had never even been exposed to this sort of "public speaking", conversing with the judges (strangers). One of the very proud event organizers explained to me that Girls' Schools were more apt to host beauty pageants than Science Fairs. This notion of really educating women is all very new, and still not widely valued. But the students I encountered understood it very well. The entire experience was both humbling and magnificent. I believe I walked out of that high school with a new education myself. Of course they thanked us all profusely for giving our time, but I am quite certain I got much more than I gave that afternoon.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Qatari Vegan




So last night “Pest Control” came a-knockin’, and I turned them down. Let’s be honest, that shit’ll kill ya. It’s certainly not the vegan way. Anyway, this evening I was rewarded with the arrival of Gibson the Gecko. Gibson was waiting for me in the kitchen, though tricky to spot due to blending almost entirely with my marble counter top (he's there, in front of the soap bottle). Amazing! Ask me again when he invites Rocky the Roach over; but for now, all his adorable gecko friends are welcome at our place.
I’ve struggled a bit with the dilemma presented to the vegan here, with an abundance of critters only too happy to shack up with me. And I’ll be honest; I took a (guiltily purchased) can of RAID to the colony of ants at my back porch. But, against the concerned warnings of my colleagues and neighbours, I refused fumigation last night. I love that Gibson stopped by to say, Thanks…