January 24th, 1990
Flight (as passengers) from DOH – BAH – DHA
Dhahran, Saudi Arabia
Saudi Arabia for a female is certainly a world unto its own and not one I have any desire to spend more time in than is absolutely necessary.
At the airport in Doha this morning, our crew were the only females not covered, which drew much attention. That level of discomfort continued on the Gulf Air flight we flew on as passengers, with a quick stop in Bahrain.
I couldn’t wait to check into my room to escape the unwanted glares and start counting the hours ‘til we leave. To help the time pass (ha!) I ordered prawn curry from room service and two helpings of chocolate mousse.
The mousse is long gone but I have several books to choose from, as well as an endless supply of hotel stationery and pens.
Nineteen hours and counting.