Doha Airport

Dear all,

I am waiting at Doha airport- I will, God willing, be leaving to Islamabad soon. So. 

Doha airport is an interesting place. I have some initial points to make:

A) Doha airport, while thankfully much less Rolexy and Guccied and platinum than Dubai airport, didn't have Adhan for the evening prayer. That seemed a bit off.

B) Doha airport has free internet spots, allowing me to write this critique of Doha airport onto my blog. More airports should follow Doha's lead.

C) Doha airport has very hot water. I mean, scalding hot. I think I found the man shaving his face beside me found this out horribly when he put his hand into the water tap and screamed.

So. 

I broke my fast in the airport masjid. A few Bangladeshi brothers had brought dates. A Pakistani worker had brought bananas and apples. A Malaysian brother had brought water. An Egyptian uncle brought...I'm not exactly sure what it was. Something similar in appearance to a spinach pie. It was funny because all of the people were speaking Urdu to each other, but then speaking Arabic to me and the Egyptian man. And then the Egyptian uncle turns out to have better Urdu than mine. 

All right, I think I shall try to get some sleep before my next flight.

Sincerely,

Mustafa