Evening at the Souq

سوق شعبي

Souq Sh'bee: The Popular Market

aka Doha's famous Souq Waqif

 

listen -

 

many calls
to prayer

horses

Bob

 

guy in green

scoops and

disposes of

what falls when

horses are out
 

wait -

 



 

horses circle tile streets

over and over and over

clip clop

 sup -

 

 

 

salad and

bread with

fried halloumi cheese

served in a pan
salty

delicious

 

too hungry
for pictures

yum

wander -

 

 

into the souq's

sparkling

clean

alleyways

 

Pashmina?

You want pashmina?

Red pashimina?

Blue pashmina?

Pink, purple, green?

Pretty pretty, pretty

pashmina?

 

need a sign:

no pashmina, thanks

 

 follow -
 

 

ladies

shopping and

old guys in

burgundy vests

moving stuff

stall to stall

here to there

by wheelbarrow

 

one sits

in his cart as

ladies

pass

 watch -
 

 

demonstration:

how to create

new

old
stuff

gifts for

the folks back home

shop -
 

 

rows of bright

haloo:

candy

 

 buy - 
 

 

hats
 

plastic shoes, dolls, ceramic camels, bobble head toys, mother of pearl boxes, book stands, tee shirts, blankets, towels, pillows, kitchen utensils, blenders, bracelets, clocks, watches, baskets, lights, lamps, clothes, pots, pans, prayer rugs, abaya, sheyla, beads, coasters

whatever you want
it's here
somewhere
probably

 

Hanging out at

Souq Sh'bee

One cool winter evening

Where it's

All Things Qatar

(and other places)
All day

Every day

 

(after 8:30am-ish

and excepting Friday mornings

or any afternoon

between noon and 4pm-ish)
 

This Week in Doha: Oman

R&R time

 

Qatar-bound Westerners trek to Oman in the way that Missourians "go to the lake."  This is Middle America-Speak for: run up to Hy-Vee for chips, hot dogs, buns, marshmallows.  Gather fishing rods, floaties, towels, waterski equipment, barbecue tools, sleeping bags.  Drive 2-4 hours (in any direction) where holiday-making ensues.

The only way out of Qatar overland is through Saudi Arabia - a complicated endeavor that requires weeks of embassy hoop-jumping, reams of paperwork, proofs of things like income, nationality, marriage.  There are limits as to how long a person may be in country, rules about with whom and how a woman may travel and many, many other considerations that make a road trip out of Qatar difficult to, well, not feasible.

So when it's vacay, git outta Dodge, needa break time (most Qatar expats and others) fly - a quick trip to Dubai, UAE or a short hop to Oman (other weekend possibilities are Bahrain and Kuwait).  Inexpensive, one hour (and less) flight to history, culture, shopping…food, fun, beach.

This trip, Bob and I did Oman, where we stayed at a "cute little place" just outside Muscat:

popular getaway location for Qatar's expats and locals
 

we stayed here

 

this is what we did: ahhhhhhh

The official national language of Oman is Arabic, just like Qatar's.  There is sun, desert, men in dish-dashas and ladies in abayas, just like in Qatar.  Money is the Omani rial and only comes in paper (ie, no coins).  There are souks stuffed with people…
 

Mutrah Souk

 

forts…  

overlooking Mutrah bay

 

interesting historical displays in front of official looking buildings…

 

seen enroute

mosques…

overlooking Corniche

camels…

beach camel ride, anyone?

and a Corniche crowded with men from (India, Nepal).
 

expansive Corniche overlooking the water between Muscat and Mutrah

Unlike Qatar, Oman features miles of beauteous rocky mountains

 

GOHJUS - but very little vegetation (wouldn't want to get lost out there) 

Also unlike Qatar, we met local people…everywhere.

"With limited oil revenues…a policy of 'Omanisation' in every aspect of the workforce is rigorously pursued…" (Oman, UAE & Arabian Peninsula, Lonely Planet, 3rd Edition, September 2010.) 

Omanis are taxi drivers, hotel maintenance staff, managers, servers, shopkeepers and more.  Many spoke English, but most seemed to prefer a slow mix of easy-to-understand colloquial Arabic.  No rapid fire, head spinning language lessons here:  "Kayf hal?" (How are you?) said the bellhop.  "Matar?" (Airport?) said the taxi driver.  And to our affirmative "aye-ee-wah, matar, shukran" (yes, airport, thank you) - nobody laughed. 

Nice.