Better Round of Golf

Of course, given how badly I played over the weekend, it couldn’t have been worse. I took Uber to the Doha Golf Club early this morning.

This is seriously the fanciest club house I’ve ever seen.
Lobby of the club house; very fancy.

There are two courses here: the Championship Course where the LIV professionals play, and the Academy Course where the non-professionals (that’s me) play. Actually, I accidently played the 1st hole of the championship course and saw a couple of others. I think I probably could have played it but by the time I finished my nine holes on the Academy course it was already 104 degrees so I would have never been able to finish the 18 holes.

18th hole of the Championship course from the veranda of the club house.

The topography of this course was the same as ours at the ranch with the fairway lined with desert. The best part was…. no water!! There was a pond on the 18th of the Championship course but nothing on the 9-hole course.

They sold rock clubs in the Pro Shop just like we do at home. You don’t want to use your good clubs in the rocks.

The bunkers are also like ours with hard packed sand which is much easier to get out of than the 3 inches of real bunker sand at Fairway in Joburg. My clubs were lady’s which helped a lot. They were much lighter and shorter, so I didn’t have as much trouble with my swing.

As a result of all this, I shot a 45 on a par 34 course so I was only 11 over par. That’s a very nice score for me. I really wish I could tell my pals from Sunday. They would have been impressed.

Downtown Doha from the course.

After my round (only took 90 minutes) I went to the beautiful restaurant for breakfast. It was not even 9:00am and all I had before I left the hotel was a Nutella covered donut. It was pretty good, but I needed real food.

The juice was half fresh squeezed OJ and half fresh lemonade. It was delicious. There’s always so much food!

Breakfast was very yummy, and it gave me a chance to cool off after my round. Here’s a video I took from the restaurant veranda.

After breakfast was Uber back to the hotel where I rested for a few hours then it was off to find someplace to ship a box back home. I wanted to lighten my load for when the girls and I are on trains through Europe. The concierge told me about a DHL office in the City Center Mall, so it was back in an Uber. The driver was a bit chatty and asked what I was doing in Doha. After I gave him the Reader’s Digest version of the last 3 weeks, he said that as a solo female traveler approaching 60 (he got an extra tip for that) I was quite brave to do all of those things, especially being so close to lions. He seemed like a nice guy.

At the mall my first stop was to the DHL where I sent back 15 pounds worth of safari clothes and supplies, things I purchased in Africa and my golf stuff. My bag weighed just over 34 pounds in Joburg, so I lightened it by almost half. It should be a breeze for me (or the girls) to lift now.

The mall was ginormous. It reminded me of Mall of America without the rides. But there was a fun zone for the kids.

As well as a giant bouncy thing in the middle of the mall.

The mall was 5 stories high.

Between the 3 food courts, the full-service restaurants, and the other fast-food places scattered throughout the mall, there had to have been at least 70 places to eat.

The food courts were much fancier than ours with different sized private booths.

I decided on the Shanghai Gardens, a full-service restaurant. I hadn’t had Chinese food in ages, so it was a nice change.

The beef and broccoli were delicious but way too much food.

The restaurant had the coolest way to serve food… KettyBot. I was so disappointed when a real person brought me my lunch that they sent my leftovers to me on the robot. So cool!

Packing tonight was a piece of cake and my roller duffle is a third empty. I have a 5:30 pickup (assuming the driver shows up this time) for my 8:00am flight to Amsterdam. The last 3 weeks has been incredible, but I can’t wait to see my girls on Friday.

Talk soon.

On to Qatar

I finally know how to pronounce the name of this country. It’s “CAT-r” with the accent on the first syllable.

Anyway, my travel day yesterday (Monday) was long. I got to Tambo airport in Joburg more than 2 hours before my flight but by the time I got through the lines for VAT refund, check bag, security, immigrations and another line for VAT (couldn’t find the SWIFT code for my bank; have no idea where my money will go) they were already boarding my flight.

The flight itself was uneventful but very cramped. Note to self: it’s first/business class for anything longer than 4 hours but especially for the long-haul overseas flights. I doubt the space was tighter than any other economy seat but after having a private cocoon for the other two long flights, I felt like I was crushed for 8 hours. I upgraded my AMS flight on Thursday to Premium. It’s not Polaris, but I might have a little more space for the 6 1/2-hour flight. I guess I’ll start saving now for my next trip.

Once I got to Doha it was a breeze through immigrations, where BTW, they didn’t even ask about the polio vaccination. I got stopped in Customs and asked why I had binoculars in my bag. Really??? Told them I had been on safari, and they said no problem and sent me on my way.

The trouble began when I got to the arrival hall and couldn’t find my driver. It was after 11pm and I had pre-paid for round-trip private transfer. I tried to WhatsApp the number in the confirmation email I received the day before but got no response. One of the other drivers kindly called the emergency number in the email but the person who answered had nothing to do with the taxi. I waited about 20 minutes then had the airport staff help me get another taxi. I messaged the company this morning to tell them what happened and to cancel my return trip to the airport on Thursday as I can’t trust them to pick me up at 5:30am in time for my 8:00 flight to Amsterdam. As of now (7:00pm), though, I haven’t heard from them. By the time I got to the hotel it was almost midnight and I was exhausted, but I couldn’t downshift enough to sleep. It was about 1:30 before I was finally asleep.

The hotel is lovely. I’m staying at the Doubletree Doha Old Town, and I have a nice view from my room.

That’s the Arabian Gulf in the background. I need to get down there so I can touch the water for Peter. He loved touching the water of all the different seas, lakes, oceans, straits, etc., that we visited. My mom did the same thing.

Breakfast was the usual buffet.

The fresh fruit was delicious. I can’t remember the name of the pastry in the foreground, but it didn’t have as much cheesy flavor as I expected.

Now I’m off to the lobby for an 8:10 pickup for my sand safari. It will be fun to see a “classic” desert with rolling hills of sand versus the hard packed sand we have at home. Got my sunscreen and my hat so I’m ready to go. To be continued….

The safari was a blast. It was a small group with two young guys and me. Our guide, Sayed, wasn’t exactly a talker. He pointed out a few things along the 45-minute drive and answered questions but that was about it.

My companions were Boris (from France) and Leon (from Switzerland). They’ve been traveling for months and are here on a stopover before heading home tomorrow. It sounds like that’s what just about everyone does here. They’re either here on business or a stopover on the way to someplace else.

After about 40 minutes we stopped at a gas station for bathroom break and for Sayed to let some of the air out of the tires of the car. Apparently, that’s important for riding the dunes. While in the bathroom, I found two very helpful signs.

Warning against heat stroke.
I’m so glad I saw this one as I was just about to wash my legs in the toilet. Seriously?!?

Our first stop was the camel camp on the edge of the Sealine Desert. I rode a camel in 1998 when I was in Tangiers Morocco, but that was for a minute in a circle like at a children’s zoo. This time we headed up the dune but only got about 1/3 of the way. That was far enough for me.

Me, Leon and Boris. Not the most comfortable ride in the world.

I chose not to hold the falcon.

Boris and the falcon.

Then we were off to ride the dunes. It was crazy windy, so it was difficult to actually see much but it was fun. It was like riding a roller coaster in the sand.

It looks like we’re hardly moving but Sayed was driving about 30 MPH, which is fast in the sand.

At one point we got out of the car to take pictures. I needed help getting out as the wind kept slamming the door shut on me. You can really see the sand blowing around in this video.

Then the boys went dune surfing. At first Boris didn’t want to go but changed his mind. He had so much fun he went a second time. Not surprisingly, I took a pass. Getting onto the board would have been hard enough but getting up from the soft sand would have been a nightmare. The guys said the hardest part was climbing back up the dune in the sand. I wouldn’t have had to do that as Sayed could have come for me with the car, which is what he did after Boris’ second ride, but I still decided just to watch the guys have fun.

Then it was Leon’s turn.

Our final stop was the beach where Boris grabbed a picture of me touching the Arabian Gulf, a new body of water for me.

The water was quite warm; I bet it would have been a comfortable swim.

I was back to the hotel by about 11:30. Lunch was the sandwich I’d made from the breakfast buffet and a little snack I picked up at the shop in the lobby.

Delicious black forest cake.

After lunch I walked about 10 minutes to the relatively new (opened 2019) Qatar National Museum. The architecture was quite interesting.

Qatar National Museum

The exhibits in the museum told the history of Qatar, from its earliest days to the present. I didn’t read all the signs like Peter would have, but I still enjoyed looking at the exhibits.

Early animals.
Artifacts from the Bedouins.
Beautiful glass jars.
Gorgeous tribal dress.

After the museum, I stopped for a little snack before moving on.

Delicious cheesecake ice cream.
Me in front of the museum. Not a terrible pic given that I couldn’t see a thing in the screen.

My plan was to walk to the Museum of Islamic Art and the Corniche, the waterfront promenade. But by this time, it was about 1pm and 107 degrees. The strong wind helped a little, but it was just too hot to walk the 30 minutes. So, I went back to the hotel, only 10 minutes away.

I hung out in the room and napped for a little while. Then it was time to go out again as I wanted to check out Souq Waqif, the market area. It was still 104 degrees, but it was a much more comfortable 20-minute walk than earlier. It was still hot, but the 3 degrees made a difference.

I passed this along the way. I’m not sure what the building is, but I thought it was interesting.

The market was easy to find and had some interesting architecture.

This was one of the markets.

The fabrics were very colorful.

I spotted the police on patrol, keeping us safe.

The long corridors reminded me of the Covered Market in Istanbul, but this was much smaller with very narrow walkways.

As you know I love local handicrafts. I saw a couple of things I liked but one was made in Iran and the other in Syria. One of the shopkeepers said he’d engrave my name in the box and that would make it from Qatar. Yah… not so much. I walked home empty handed.

Have no idea what this is all about but thought it was interesting.

Was the James Bond movie “Goldfinger” filmed in Qatar? I have no idea.

Finally, it was back to the hotel for dinner. The dining room was the temperature of an ice box, so I just got a pizza for room service.

I must have been hungry as I ate the whole thing.

Tomorrow, I have a 7:20 tee time at the Doha Golf Club Academy Course. I should be done with that by mid-morning. After that, maybe I’ll head to the Corniche for lunch. My afternoon task is finding somewhere to mail a box home. It’s the stuff I bought in Africa plus the things for the safari I no longer need. It will greatly lighten my roller bag.

Have a great night everyone!