It's summer of 2000. June in fact.
I am in Doha, and I am calling my manager at the time (Sadek) about an anomaly in the server software. But that's not the point.
The point is, it was about 1:30pm, which is lunch/rush hour, and I am cruising on the D-Ring road taking one roundabout after the other effortlessly.
Skip ahead 7 years a few months to today.
I just drove my daughter to school, and spent 50 minutes is a traffic jam. The drive in normal traffic takes about 7 minutes.
No body is happier than I am about the progress happening in Qatar. This side of the progress is depressing.
Monday, September 24, 2007
The smells I like the most are:
- Lemon Balm (ريحان)
- Burning wood (certain kinds of dry wood)
Not neccessarily in that order.
I tag no one ... I am a leaf. I am the place where tags go to die.