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The weather was great today, so I decided to take a tour.
Miss A. had to run some errands and we wanted to meet later (didn’t work out, my fault - see ya Thursday though ).

Follow up:

I decided to go to green island. Still Springtime, nice weather, good idea.
So I thought.
Had a good / cheap taxi driver from Iran (I gotta tell his story another day) and he delivered me without problems. He was even willing to wait, just in case they were still closed.
I said no.

Took a few pictures from the outside, was already NOT impressed. Like with almost everything, even if I try not to, I expected a bit more.
Was willing to pay my 1 KD entrance fee, even with my unimpressedness, got to the guard in his little house.
He looks at me, tells me to wait please (I think, it was in Arabic) and made a phone call. I thought, maybe he asks someone if I can already get in, it was only 9 a.m.
Got my money out and waited.
He gets of the phone and tells me (with hand signals) that I am not allowed to take any pictures on the island.

Pardon me?

Nope, no pictures.

I could have said, “ok", went in and shoot anyway, there was noone around, but I was so speechless, not even angry, that I just grabbed my stuff, turned around and left.

Walked towards the towers and got some more pictures (I will make a post for that another day), tried to catch a taxi to go to the war museum.
No taxi.
Kept walking and taking pictures (I only had one extra battery with me and yeah, guess what, the one in my camera went dead after 5 pictures….pretty odd, usually they last forever).
Tried it half way to the towers again with a taxi.
2 taxis with passengers and one that didn’t see me.
Walked all the way to the towers, took some more pictures.
Finally got a taxi, but that guy didn’t know the museum I was talking about, we would have found it, but I let him drop me off at the Sadu house.
Was on my list anyway and the National museum is right beside it too.

Guess what. No, it was open, but NO pictures either.
I took them anyway, there was noone around, only later in one of the halls I met a few guys. One gave me a brochure, explained me the way (Dude, I have seen it all already) and told me “no photos” (yeah right, too late, so sorry).
Was not too impressed of this one either.
Heck, the exhibition in the Red Fort in Jahra is better than what they did there.
A beautiful house and beautiful rooms though (one day a post on this one will come too ).

The National museum looks like they are renovating big time.
Went the wrong way around and was after I finally got close to the entrance not in the mood no more to go in. Will do so on a rainy dusty day

Went to Souq Mubarakiya instead and strolled around for the longest time.
I was actually looking for the shops where I saw those old cameras and war medals (that’s an old post on my old blog, I think) - but I couldn’t find them.

Found whole new other areas that I’ve never been too though.

Got hubby some salted peanuts and a little surprise.

Had some tea (and food and more tea) for free, because that guy there seems to like me. He didn’t get his picture though. I dropped of some pictures a while back and one was his, but he was on vacation. I’ll get him a copy one of these days. Left him some money under the plate too, I don’t want him to get into trouble.

Went around on the Gold Souq, just to check the prices, but they are still pretty ridiculous. Oh well. Maybe I’ll get me a little anklet anyway the next time I go.

Took a taxi home and am dead tired and a tiny bit sunburned now.

But no time to rest.

I NEEDED to blog and now I need to prep hubby’s food for tomorrow and then finally get my butt out again to sell more pictures
It was Payday after all