(Disclaimer: I have written this post over a series of a few days after landing in Perth. The jet lag turned my brain to Vegemite, and I am just now coming out of my stupor. OK, I exaggerate. Nonetheless, forgive anything that is slightly incoherent.)
On the way to Perth, Western Australia on January 15th, 2018, we had a ten-hour layover in the city of Doha in Qatar. We were excited to take advantage of a free tour of the city offered by Qatar Airlines.
Not sure what to expect, we followed instructions through immigration, got a temporary visa just for the purpose of the tour, then stepped outside Hamad International Airport to a shuttle bus. The shuttle took thirty-six of us (from many different countries) to four points of interest, and we were allowed to get out and walk around a bit at each stop. As the bus made its way around the city, the tour guide gave us information about Doha and Qatar as a whole.
Doha is sparkling and teeming with development. Qatar’s wealth is apparent. It will be hosting the World Cup in 2022, and we saw prep for this massive event underway (like the construction of a new transportation system).