At first, I tried to run towards the south, to cross the bridge to get to the city. But I could not find a way around or through the construction. So I turned north and run around the island.
When I go to the tip of the island, I found a fish staring at me. Perhaps it was an omen of something. There was no where to go, so I had to turn turned back.
At least I dipped my hands into the Persian Gulf. The water was quite warm.
When I reached back at the construction site, I saw a mosque across a big ditch. But there seemed to be no way to get across.
There was a bridge over the ditch, but it did not seem passable yet.
Doha itself seems to be one big construction site.