This is an extremely difficult subject to write about, mostly because I am so nostalgic about Doha and our life and friends there. Never would I have imagined that life in the Middle East could be so great, and make me miss it so much every time I think about it. I also wish I had taken more photos this last week, there are none!!! I spent the week before we left packing, going around to say goodbye to friends, and just trying to hold it together.
Our dear friends Lauren and Rob were having a 30th Birthday celebration for Rob our last weekend there which was perfect so we could say good bye to as many people as possible.
Lauren and Blue are saying thank you to us for stocking the bar..aka giving them all of our liquor that can't be packed
Rob, Lauren and us
My sweet friend Wendi hanging with me at the Four Seasons one morning :) It was wonderful to get to spend some QT together.
Oh geez.....the packers are here. I don't know what it is, but no matter what, if they're packing us up, or unpacking us, I absolutely hate this part!!!
Saying good bye to our Al Zuhoor villa A-33 :( thank you for making us take this photo, Wendi!! Luckily we got put up in a hotel for the final 3 nights, makes it a little less sad.
Our second to last night in Doha we went out with Wendi and Nick and Lindsay and Brad at Carluccio's on the Pearl. It was a great night spent with these wonderful people and made us want to leave even less. I tried to take a good photo of the Doha skyline but I just couldn't get it.
Wendi and Nick, Me and Eric and Lindsay and Brad.
Eric and I absolutely hated saying goodbye to Nick, Wendi and family. They were our cul-de-sac buddies and our first friends in Doha. You introduced us to Qatar, dune bashing and the boot scoot among many other things. They helped ease our fears about moving to Houston and reminded us we'd stay in touch-we appreciate your support and friendship more than you know.
Our very last night in Doha, Lauren, Rob, Klara and Phil wanted to get together. They ended up coming to us at our hotel and we had dinner and drinks at one of our favorite places the Admiral's Club. It was a light hearted night which made leaving that harder. One very funny thing that I have to mention that made me laugh and also cry right before we had to say good bye is this. I was sitting on the couch with Rob the entire night. It was funny, because at certain points, I felt like the couch was vibrating...hence I thought Rob was passing gas. And it wasn't just once, it happened a few times, consistently. Luckily there wasn't an odor that went with it. When we were walking to the car, I had a few things to give to Lauren so I bent over and got something out of the car. When I bent over, I felt a little "breeze" on the back part of my pants. I reached back and realized there was a split in my pants!!!!!! I immediately asked Lauren if I had a split under my behind...she replied yes and said she noticed it earlier and wondered why I had the split in my pants (wasn't noticeable except when I bent over) I realized it wasn't Rob farting but my pants splitting more and more each time I crossed my legs. This discovery among the 6 of us make us laugh, but also made me and Lauren start to get very teary. Lauren became one of my best friends in Doha and although we had different schedules, we always made time to connect. One of the hardest things to do is leave friends and friendships you love. Until we meet again sweet friends.
I wish the photos we took weren't blurry and you could see our faces a bit better.
Phil, Klara, Lauren, me, Rob and Eric.
We returned to our room promptly and I threw those pants in the trash. I spoke to a few friends one last time and headed to bed. Oh gosh, just writing this makes me re-live the pain of saying goodbye.
Last Doha morning
So long Doha......
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