Izdihar - Magic Kingdom Escapology

Well the week for me is over. It seems early I know but I've taken tomorrow off so AM and I can get over to Bahrain early and not get quite so caught up in the queues on the Causeway. As vital to the sanity of the average expat as Bahrain is, getting over the Causeway and off 'dry' land is a profound PITA. For most of the year they seem to have been rebuilding and remodelling the island in the middle where all the immigration and customs points are. To be fair it desperately needs the work, but it isn't half getting in the way of the free flow of passage between the two countries. Catching the Causeway at the wrong time (any time after 15:30 on a Wednesday) means you are going to be stuck there for a long time. It's been known to take 4 or more hours to get across, which in the height of summer is no fun at all. The trick is to keep pushing towards the right, where the road widens out and hopefully you get just a small jump on those to the left. There are no rules here, every man for themselves and fortune favours the brave, more so the stupid.

Given that most of our indigenous colleagues are now on their Hadj/Eid break, the office has gone into something of a funk. Dealing with local vendors is almost impossible and now the BST has ended, our first 4 hours of the day are unsullied by anything as remotely taxing as dealing with the UK. Our working week with the UK is now down to a 15 hour window - something of a limit in trying to move matters forward that end. The whole effort of going into the office to do anything seems slightly pointless, we get done what we need to though. Is it any wonder I'm looking forward to tomorrows' road trip and some time away. Maybe I'll even get the camera out and get me away from pillaging the archives so heavily.

Till next time then, when I'll be coming at you from the wrong side a a few glasses of vino rosso... Cheers!