Everyone is so peaceful. Though the airport is bustling like an ant hill in late fall every person is peacefully making their way to their destination.
So many different cultures and races crossing paths – it’s beauty orchestrated – like the inherent interconnectedness of humanity.
Finding refuge in one of the most elegant spa/gym/pools ever seen – in the middle of the airport, three floors up from the sacred geometric shuffle.
This is one of the wealthiest countries in the world. its elegance is reflected in the marble flooring and vaulted ceilings. The spa is overwhelmed by a eucalyptus mist. Cleverly placed LED lights provide the illusion of being at a seaside resort.
You may even surf the internet from the treadmill. Unfortunately its the only screen on the premise entirely in Arabic.
The one gesture universal and true is the smile. Even those visibly bored will echo a ruffled smile back.
It’s quite delightful to walk the length of the airport with luggage locked away.
Two pages into a New York Times Bestseller novel and I’m interrupted by a native Pakistan man who is traveling from his life-long home in Denmark to see is family of origin for the first time. Age 35. his plea is for company after not having spoken to a soul for over 8 hours. He offers a drink and I counter suggest dinner. We head to the food court and order from the most Arabic looking menu.
His english is a little broken but very easy to understand. We laugh and share stories. I’m touched to hear again that we all desire the same things – to be happy, to have a good relationship and to have a job that is descent.
I am fascinated by the artwork on the different nation’s dollar bills. It seems so far all other countries have more colorful money and the images tell a story – one I’m not familiar with. Not all nations have a face on the bills. Some are buildings or flowers. All of them have words and all of them have numbers. It is easy to translate knowing math but the value is taking longer to decipher.
The elevator music in Doha sounds like soft Beats Antique which in itself is funny to say because this part of the world birthed the rhythms that inspired Beats Antique.
Juggling is still revered by all as a mysterious and complicated art.