OK so my brunch adventure was over a week ago, I have been a bit tardy since then and not suffering from a MEGA hangover. Thankfully. I actually escaped a hangover which was a small miracle considering the lack of drinking since I have been here. I think owing to the fact we drank ALL day it started just as I was getting into bed and I slept through what would no doubt have been the mother of all Hangovers.
Back to brunch. It was a very fancy affair at the Ritz Carlton. It involved a crazy amount of different foods to choose from, I swear I have never seen anything quite like it and sparkling wine, on tap. Marvellous. I went with a lovely colleague from work and she taught me like a pro how to pace my food intake and how to get the food to wine ratio just right.
Although at the end everything was fuzzy and I ended up with the biggest cheese platter (but where are the GRAPES?!?!) and then we went dessert bonkers. The desserts are like artworks, little mini paintings, and you can't work out what they are but they are very pretty. They were arranged in a variety of hanging displays, glass stacks, bookcases, and sideboards. I was too distracted to take a photo but there's a blurry one somewhere of our selection which I will try and upload. Our selection by the way was vast. We pretty much got one of everything, the bubbles in the wine fuelling our grabby hands. Well we had to try a bit of each just to see. Lets say that blue meringue tastes of blue and not a lot else.
We finished a few hours later with more bubbles and a few buckets of coffee before moving on to somewhere for the sundowner (or something). It seemed very glamorous until a plane took off overhead, not great being right near the airport. After that we headed off to another fancy hotel for some Reggae on the beach. I was very happy until a lack of RP threatened to ruin the night. I didn't have my passport either - at the office whilst they process my RP. No copy of passport with me. Bugger.
We sit sad faced for a bit pondering what to do, hoping the nice bouncers will take pity and let us in anyway, the bubbles bubbling in my head telling me there is a solution. Ah ha! I have a download of my passport on my phone, will they accept that? Yes for some bizarre reason they will and we're in, or on the beach as the case may be. A bit more booze later and we're dancing on the sand with some lovely young boys on a student exchange from Blighty. Such fun! Then a Nigerian approached us, I knew he Nigerian the minute he asked if he could 'snap' us. For some reason we changed our names and I was Mary. He told me I was the Mother of God. Well I have been known to have magical powers from time to time. Mary dances well he says. (Mary is off her face). We decided it was home time. A wise choice. Can he meet us here next week? Of course we tell him, be waiting with 5 bottles of sparkling wine, each. I hope he didn't turn up, poor love.
So that was 'Brunch'. It was VERY much fun. I hope do 'Brunch' many times whilst in Doha, it is the done thing apparently.
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