The dissolution of imaginary lines
The Museum of Islamic Art, Doha © 2014 Wayfaring Scribe Every time I finish another two-day dance with motion and the travel tornado sets...
I wish I was a little Qatari
On a recent shopping excursion, Daniel and I were amazed to notice several biggety Qatari men blatantly smoking inside the mall, while...
Musings from Doha
Qatar is a sun-scoured and sweltering peninsula no larger than Yorkshire or Connecticut. Its honey-hued sands stretch north from the...
