A Winter in the Life

Now that winter is drawing to an end here, and the threat of summer is quietly creeping in, things are going to slow down a lot on the island. Unlike most places in the U.S., the time for hibernation here is in the summer, when temperatures routinely reach around 120 degrees Fahrenheit. The heat combined with the inevitable humidity associated with life on a tiny island makes mundane, normal tasks (such as opening your front door) almost unbearable. The winter days, however, are similar to a perfect spring day; the humidity disappears and days are full of sunshine and a dry light heat.

Competing Abroad

The pedicure that McLean and I got together (at his request), as a consolation prize for finishing his Half Ironman in Muscat, has started to wear off and for some odd and unexplainable reason, upon noticing that, I was suddenly motivated to make the final edit of this post and publish it. Apparently I’ll take motivation wherever I can find it.

New Job, Will Travel

I interrupt the three other blog posts that I’ve been lackadaisically working on for months now, to share some exciting news with everyone. Just to get it off the table right away, no, I am not pregnant.

Jordan in 4 Days

A few days into our trip to Jordan, I received a text from my mother-in-law who kindly demanded a blog post for the trip. Even if temporary, my days of blog-slacking were officially over on that day. So, here is the promised blog post from one of my favorite trips since our move to Bahrain.  

Lilah the Arabian Desert Princess

Jokes about turning into your mother are all fun and games until you find yourself actually performing an act that you witnessed your mother do time and again as a child, especially after you’d vowed to your little self never to do that. Then you grow into an adult and realize your mother was right about everything, so what’s the harm in turning into her?

A Dinner with Dignitaries

I have about two other posts that have been sitting in my drafts folder for several weeks now, but as I sat at our dinner table (at the Ambassador’s house) the other night, I knew it was time to update the blog.

Escape to Athens

To take full advantage of living in the middle of the world, our intentions are to visit as many new countries as we can during our two year assignment in Bahrain. For the month of September, for our first trip out of the Gulf since we moved here in May, we hopped over to Greece for a few days.

Anniversary Weekend: Dubai Edition

A few weeks ago, with a desire to leave the unbearably hot and humid Gulf for a few days in honor of our anniversary, McLean and I set our eyes on Cyprus. But, after waiting to buy plane tickets until the prices were no longer reasonable, we were forced to look elsewhere. Knowing that we had to go at some point during our time in the region, we decided on Dubai because, for a small amount of time and money, we could easily make it a quick weekend getaway without using leave. What we thought would be a quick, cheap trip, however, turned out to be a wildly expensive foray. Welcome to Dubai. 

A Moving Week to Remember

Ted's naturally expressive nature captured our thoughts and feelings quite perfectly while lounging on the couch the day after his exhausting and stressful move into his new home. Ted seems to enjoy the vast amount of space where he can roam in this new house, but his only complaint is that the tile floors prevent him from getting a good case of the zoomies going.

4th of July Getaway

For the 4th of July weekend, McLean and I hopped on a 1.5 hour cheap flight down to Muscat, Oman for a few days. Prior to moving to Bahrain I had never even heard of Oman but people here in Bahrain rave about it, so we made it a point for Muscat to be our first trip. I'm happy to report that the beautiful country with incredibly kind and cheerful people exceeded our expectations.

The Missing Piece

Whenever moving to a new place, one of my top priorities is always finding a place where I can exercise. Over the last few years, that has meant finding the best CrossFit gym, but in a region of the world that isn't exactly well-known for enthusiastic exercisers, that challenge has proved unsurprisingly difficult.

Becoming Socialites

For the six weeks that McLean and I have been here, our social calendar has already significantly surpassed that of our entire two year tour in Norfolk. we have quickly learned that when you find yourself unexpectedly stuck on a tiny island in the Arabian Gulf, you learn to rely on the thriving expat community for support and entertainment. Case in point: this past weekend.

House Hunting: The End

I recognize that my "House Hunting" posts only include a whopping two episodes, meaning, after you read this, you're done with the entire series. My apologies, but it has been a major whirlwind. In the last week or two, we've probably viewed about 30-40 places in total. A majority of those viewings have consisted of us walking into a place, quickly looking around, then leaving before we suffocate and/or sweat to death. It has not been the normal glamorous viewings that you see on TV, but rather, quite the opposite. 

Highway to Hell

We found it interesting that of all of the advice and information we've been given about Bahrain, rarely has anything been said about the southern part of the island. This is despite the fact that, proportionally speaking, humans seem to mainly only inhabit the north regardless of a major chunk of land down south.