Happy New Qatar Year!

So me and Joshua arrived last evening in the capital of Qatar, Doha without any major mishaps, allthough Joshua's backpack went missing for an hour at the baggageclaim. We came to our hotel and to our surprise it was amazingly posh, our "suite" has two televisions one in the livingroom and one the dubble-bedroom, a bathroom with one showercabinet, one bathtub a toilet and of course the mandatory muslim bidet. We decided to start celebrating the new year by drinking some of the chinese rice-spirit I got from my cousin for Christmas, only to find that Allah had punished me for bringing alcohol to an Islam country, the bottle had leaked all over my clothes. The smell was quite putrid and the taste was if possibly even worse. We both had one sip, felt sick for 30 minutes and threw the rest away, Thanks Nina! After this I found a shirt and a pair of pants that didn't stink of booze and we went to see if we could find some place who would serve us alcohol. We found the pianobar at the Movenpick hotel. It was the equivalent of 450 SEK just to get in, and a beer inside cost us 100. We decided not to drink more than two beers and the complimentary glass of champagne and then waited impatiently for the clock to strike twelve. The atmosphere inside was quite sad, like a really boring cruise or a tragic weddingparty, but we stuck it out shook hands with a few people then went for a midnight walk instead. Doha is a very strange place, 80 % is a giant construction site, and the rest is fancy skyskrapers built in blue mirrored glass. Everybody drives a nice car wearing white pyjamas except for the "local" workers who are all imported from India, Pakistan or East Asia. Today we have been walking around for 3 hours looking for food, which proved much harder than it sounds, you really need a car to get around this town. We went in to the Musuem of Islamic Art which was quite interesting... just kidding it was very dull! Then we continued our hunt for food. Eventually we found "The City Center" which is huge mall with and iceskating rink and loads of fancy shops and of course KFC, which was to be our "exotic" lunch. Now we're going to take a cup of coffee and then take a taxi back to our hotel as walking around for three hours in flipflops was rather painful. Tonight we can hopefully find some local food at the Old Souq (Marketplace.) Next time I write I will hopefully be in Mumbai where we can hopefully drink some beer and eat something without spending a fortune.