I haven’t had much inclination to write in this blog for a while, but as I have had several people write and ask what has happened, I thought I might start again.
It is hot here in Saudi at the moment, and probably the most humid that I have experience in my six years here. Gill and I climbed yesterday. It was so sweaty that we needed to chalk up between each move and failure to do so was disastrous. I fell from Mango Tango for the first time ever. My hand just slid slowly down the big inverted jug beneath the roof. Yuk. At 48 degrees and what felt like 90% humidity, we did well to climb for an hour and a half. In that time I drank two and a half litres of water and two mugs of coffee.
The liquid intake precipitated somewhat of a crisis on the causeway to Bahrain. It is a three day weekend in Bahrain this week as they are changing the official days off from Thursday and Friday to Friday and Saturday. Perhaps that was why the causeway was so busy. Sitting for an hour in a queue with a bursting bladder is no fun at all.
I’ve decided to make a real effort to study French this year and I was in Bahrain to register for a course with Alliance Française. It will involve traveling over to Bahrain on Monday and Thursday evenings, which could be tedious if the traffic is bad. We will see.
My father has bought a Skype phone, the handset of which does not have to be connected to the computer. We used it for the first time this morning. Excellent sound quality and the convenience of a normal telephone without any cost (other than the usual internet connection costs which we pay anyway). How things have changed since I came to Saudi six years ago, when calling home cost more than a pound a minute.
It is hot here in Saudi at the moment, and probably the most humid that I have experience in my six years here. Gill and I climbed yesterday. It was so sweaty that we needed to chalk up between each move and failure to do so was disastrous. I fell from Mango Tango for the first time ever. My hand just slid slowly down the big inverted jug beneath the roof. Yuk. At 48 degrees and what felt like 90% humidity, we did well to climb for an hour and a half. In that time I drank two and a half litres of water and two mugs of coffee.
The liquid intake precipitated somewhat of a crisis on the causeway to Bahrain. It is a three day weekend in Bahrain this week as they are changing the official days off from Thursday and Friday to Friday and Saturday. Perhaps that was why the causeway was so busy. Sitting for an hour in a queue with a bursting bladder is no fun at all.
I’ve decided to make a real effort to study French this year and I was in Bahrain to register for a course with Alliance Française. It will involve traveling over to Bahrain on Monday and Thursday evenings, which could be tedious if the traffic is bad. We will see.
My father has bought a Skype phone, the handset of which does not have to be connected to the computer. We used it for the first time this morning. Excellent sound quality and the convenience of a normal telephone without any cost (other than the usual internet connection costs which we pay anyway). How things have changed since I came to Saudi six years ago, when calling home cost more than a pound a minute.
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