My thoughts on Doha.
Art by Exploding Dog.
I almost wrote, ‘presented without comment,â€� but I think it’s worth mentioning that where you live can have an impact on any number of details in your life. ÌýWhen I saw this little comic, it spoke to me about my current living condition. ÌýI am more fortunate than many people who work in this country â€� I have a chance and the ability to leave. ÌýI have a passport that allows me to go and come as I please. ÌýI have a partner who supports our family in this decision. ÌýI have a set of job skills that are easily transferable. ÌýMaybe it seems silly to blame a city / country for creating a certain level of resentment, frustration and genuine angst, but I am literally counting the days until we move (more on that later).
The one positive element about living in such a sad and stale place is the motivation to GET OUT. ÌýI have been able (and again, lucky enough) to travel A LOT since moving here â€� mostly as a way to escape Do’hole for just a few precious days. ÌýI’ve been able to leave once a month for the (almost) every month in the past year.
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