Before I got this random email from a guy working for the Doha Asian Games, I had never heard of the Asian games or Doha for that matter. I’m not sure I could have even found the place without Google Earth. I used to be afraid of change, I hated it. I couldn’t stand changing the routine I had put in place for myself, not in an obsessive compulsive sort of way, just more a comfort level sort of way. So why did I decide to move to a country where I don’t speak the language and frankly never even heard of before? Change… I needed a change, I was in a place I didn’t like, sure I had people around me I liked but the place itself was pretty much crap. I had taken a job with a company that has crap morals and frankly I can’t stand to do business dishonestly. So when I got the random email from a resume I had posted in Singapore I jumped at the chance. So far it’s been a great time, I’ve met new people and made some good friends. I don’t have any regrets coming to Doha and working on the Asian Games, this was a good change, and the chance to work on an event that was seen by a global audience.
So what next? What is there to do besides travel for a while and get myself around some more? I need to work, I can only sit on a beach for so long before I start getting antsy and feel the urge to work again. Maybe I’ll try and get something while I’m in Australia or Thailand.
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