just don't touch the bike

Yesterday was my Qatarversary. Thats right, one year in Qatar. I have also recently(ish) moved into a new flat, away from a caustic environment and into a place that I can call home and enjoy as I please.

To celebrate, and as I prepare for a 3 week visit home, I thought I'd diarise a walk home through my new neighbourhood. Here it is.

The local bike repair shop is a jumble of parts, dead bikes, dying bikes and occasional food and drinks! Oh, all covered with a grimy film of oil. These sights are what I love about Doha.