Hot, dusty and now humid. Not sure why it took so long but yesterday it hit me like a ton of bricks. Fresh air or the lack thereof is one of the features of living in Doha. Friday was the first day in my life when not confined by a medical condition, that I did not go outside to breathe deeply of fresh air. But lest you should think I'm totally bummed, remember the picture posted by my friends at Full Circle Yoga in Winter Park, Florida and think of me, dryly asking all I meet, "have you been outside today for a bit of fresh air"? Dusty
