Wednesday, June 14

I have just over an hour to change planes in Doha. I know from previous experience that finding the gate will not come easily.

I spot a woman with a barcode reader who scans my ticket and confidently announces “B7”. I decide to actually find the gate first, before deciding whether to go to the lounge or browse the shopping mall.

I get to the gate and realise I can go in. I also realise that walking back to the lounge would just give me enough time to walk back again.

I go in, put my bags on a seat, and sit down. I see one other person there.