Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Thursday December 28th 2006
It’s a bit harder to find a place to do my emails and connect although not impossible which is why I may not connect everyday. I also feel my life is simpler and less full and perhaps less interesting to read.
I’m slowly adjusting to my new surroundings. I mean it’s a lovely place I’m staying at. I’m resting and finally used to the time difference. I’m adjusting to the weather and the food slowly. I’m not so good with spicy food so I may find it hard to eat here as most things are spicy but so be it. The peace and quiet of my abode is wonderful. I’ve started writing my diary again which I hadn’t looked at since November 3rd. It’s hard to start when there is so much to say. Where does one start when everything that has just past seems to be a blur with undefined lines? And I don’t want to forget the important stuff and yet when you don’t write as often you tend to omit things for ease of writing or because simply there is too much to write. It’s strange but writing for me has always been an exercise in assimilation rather one of relating experiences. Often I feel I haven’t quite digested something until I put it on paper. Or I can only get clear about something or how I feel when I write about it. So, for me, it’s an important exercise.
I’ll be honest I feel I’m grieving Doha in some way and I haven’t really grieved an event since Nagano almost 9 years ago. That was my first event and I had no expectations. I guess Doha was much the same. The job wasn’t so important. The experience was the focus. Both were short term events although there were others like Manchester (3months in 2002) and Rugby World Cup (just over a month in 2003) which I was just glad to leave. But it was different too as I never really connected with the people in Manchester and Rugby was in Townsville and very short lived. Manchester was such a mess and I was so exhausted from Salt Lake when I arrived that I was only too happy to leave.
But it’s a nice place to grieve. Found the markets yesterday. An amazing array of foods and smells. Managed to buy a meal in Lamai and sit for a while in this cute road side café. I’m off now to find somewhere to eat again.
Bye for now.
It’s a bit harder to find a place to do my emails and connect although not impossible which is why I may not connect everyday. I also feel my life is simpler and less full and perhaps less interesting to read.
I’m slowly adjusting to my new surroundings. I mean it’s a lovely place I’m staying at. I’m resting and finally used to the time difference. I’m adjusting to the weather and the food slowly. I’m not so good with spicy food so I may find it hard to eat here as most things are spicy but so be it. The peace and quiet of my abode is wonderful. I’ve started writing my diary again which I hadn’t looked at since November 3rd. It’s hard to start when there is so much to say. Where does one start when everything that has just past seems to be a blur with undefined lines? And I don’t want to forget the important stuff and yet when you don’t write as often you tend to omit things for ease of writing or because simply there is too much to write. It’s strange but writing for me has always been an exercise in assimilation rather one of relating experiences. Often I feel I haven’t quite digested something until I put it on paper. Or I can only get clear about something or how I feel when I write about it. So, for me, it’s an important exercise.
I’ll be honest I feel I’m grieving Doha in some way and I haven’t really grieved an event since Nagano almost 9 years ago. That was my first event and I had no expectations. I guess Doha was much the same. The job wasn’t so important. The experience was the focus. Both were short term events although there were others like Manchester (3months in 2002) and Rugby World Cup (just over a month in 2003) which I was just glad to leave. But it was different too as I never really connected with the people in Manchester and Rugby was in Townsville and very short lived. Manchester was such a mess and I was so exhausted from Salt Lake when I arrived that I was only too happy to leave.
But it’s a nice place to grieve. Found the markets yesterday. An amazing array of foods and smells. Managed to buy a meal in Lamai and sit for a while in this cute road side café. I’m off now to find somewhere to eat again.
Bye for now.
# posted by AdeC @ 11:31 PM 
