Despite the fact that I was arriving in Frankfurt mere hours after a tragic airport shooting there, my transfer in Deutschland was uneventful. From Germany, I was on to an overnight stay in Bahrain. To be honest, I had to do some research on Bahrain in January when I initially booked my flight and discovered I would be flying through, as I knew very little about this small island nation in the Persian Gulf. Turns out my research was unnecessary given that weeks later the world and I would be watching the country intently and become intimately familiar with Pearl Square and the goings-on there (thank you, Nick Kristof). When my travel agent assured me that my stay in Bahrain should be safe and without incident, I was eager to see this place for myself, if for a very short stint.
Unfortunately, most of my time in the country was spent in my hotel where I stole a solid night of sleep despite the throbbing nightclub below my floorboards.
My hotel (and, evidently, the epicenter of Bahraini nightlife)
In the morning I went out in search of Bahrain. On foot my scope was limited, but it appeared that Bahrain was bustling with new construction.
Given the early hour, many shops were closed.
The ubiquitous American fast food joints, however, were ready and waiting for me, open 24 hours.
Yet, with their convenient McDelivery service, I needn't have left my hotel at all.
The modern skyline flirted with me, but I did not get a full view until I visited the hotel pool.
My short time in Bahrain went off without a hitch, and I was soon off on my final leg to Kathmandu.
Almost 41 hours after departing Chicago, I had finished my travels, but the journey is just beginning.