Sunday, January 1, 2012

24 Hours in Bahrain

I didn't end up getting any sleep in the airport before my flight from Delhi to Amman, Jordan, a week ago Friday, but as soon as I boarded the plane just after 5:00am I fell fast asleep for the whole flight.  Unfortunately, as I predicted while chatting with others at my hostel in Delhi, the flight ended up being delayed by more than an hour because of the early morning fog.  Since I had a pretty tight layover of only one and a half hours in Bahrain, my flight had already departed by the time we touched down.  There is only one flight every day between Bahrain and Amman on Gulf Air so I unexpectedly had to stay overnight in the small island kingdom.

Fortunately, the airline was pretty good about providing a hotel room, meals, transportation and even the 24-hour visa I needed to get into Bahrain.  I had requested that they send my luggage to baggage claim, but it wasn't down there by the time I got through immigration.  The woman at the claim desk said it would take over an hour to retrieve it and that it was better to check it on through.  I reluctantly agreed to leave the airport without my bag even though it would mean I was without a change of clothes and would have to take out money to buy a toothbrush.

Once I got through customs (sans bag), I joined a group of other stranded passengers in a shuttle bus to the hotel.  As we drove through the city to the hotel, we passed by the Persian Gulf, the brand new Bahrain World Trade Center (the kingdom's first "intelligent" building), the Isa Cultural Center and the Grand Mosque.  The hotel itself was a short distance from the mosque in a developing residential and commercial area.

After checking into the hotel, I walked a short distance down the street to the supermarket (interestingly enough called Al Jazira) to pick up a toothbrush, toothpaste and some other emergency supplies.  I was surprised at how many westerners I saw walking around, shopping, but I guess they must all work in the oil industry or have husbands who do.  After getting the essentials, I went right back to the hotel, closed the curtains and took a nice long nap in my luxurious twin-sized bed.  I then had a buffet lunch downstairs in the hotel before leaving again to take a walk around the area.

I was still feeling rather weak from my food poisoning so I wasn't able to go too far or too fast, but I did get a nice, brief tour of the immediate area.  It was certainly nice to be in a warm desert climate after all the cold nights in Nepal and India.  I first walked past lots of new hotels and apartment buildings to get to the waterfront, which seemed to be more construction zone than beach at that stage.  From there I walked around the cultural center and mosque, but couldn't go inside since it was closed to tourists for the holy day on Friday.  I continued walking down the neighborhood's main street, past my hotel until I realized I was starting to get into an older residential area.  I decided instead to go back to the water so I could get up close to the Gulf and watch the sunset.  It was really pretty to see it setting behind the mosque and reflecting in the water.

For the rest of my night in Bahrain, I just ate dinner in the hotel, took a nice, hot shower and watched American movies on TV.  It was definitely a relaxing and low stress way to spend the day.  It was also nice to get to stay in an actual hotel instead of a hostel or guesthouse, especially since I didn't have to pay for it.  It was interesting to see part of this small Gulf kingdom, which is clearly putting all its oil money to use by building, building, building.  The country has only been completely independent from Britain for 40 years (as I learned from a local magazine I read in the hotel) so everyone speaks English and the amenities appear to be very modern.  It almost feels like a resort area even though its essentially a desert surrounded by water.  The best part of my brief stay in Bahrain, though, is since I actually set foot out of the airport and into the city, I get to count it among the countries I have visited!

2 comments:

  1. Happy 2012,Jen!!!! What great pictures are on this blog. The mosque is my favorite. It is definitely one that I want on our digital frame. You might want to paint the image in oils. I'm so glad that the last day of 2011 turned out to be so enjoyable for you. Now tell me, did you make this post at 4:19 your time or our time? I assume dad's computer is smart enough to make the time change, and if so when the &*&^^! do you sleep? Dad and I had a low key New Year's Eve. I had purchased a porterhouse steak at Stew Leonards. In truth dad did the shopping. We broiled it in the stove and really enjoyed it. Too many years have past for my to recall the last time we ate a porterhouse steak. After enjoying a wonderfulPBS show honoring Bill Cosby we turned in for the night around 11. Shortly thereafter I heard what I thought were gunshots. When I said to dad did you hear that? and asked him if he thought we should call the police he said it's probably someone shooting off fireworks. I had completely forgotten it was New Year's Eve!!! We did stay up until 12:00,wished eachother Happy New Year, and turned out the light. I heard the first salvo of the Hartford fireworks and was sawing wood before the finale. Love always

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  2. The time stamp is wrong on most of my posts for some reason, Mom. I need to figure out how to fix it. Happy New Year's!

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