Social media took a huge space everywhere in the world. Social showcase which has to be perfect, nobody asks for your phone number anymore. They ask for your Instagram or Facebook account. Do you have Snapchat? What’s your name on Instagram? Before living in Kuwait, social media were kind of a photo album. I used to post to remember. But here, in the sandpit, things are really different. Short reflexion about the use of social media in a country in the Gulf.
Social medias in Kuwait
December 2018 – Year 2018
Instead of talking only about December 2018, I will talk about the whole year. I wrote a short one on my Instagram account, but now it’s time to detail a bit. To be totally honest, this year 2018 wasn’t the best one.
How I became sporty in Kuwait
If you follow me on Instagram or Facebook, you already know. If not, thanks ! You give me another chance to say it : I am a half-marathoner ! I already ran 5 or 10 km race, but a half-marathon… It was the first time ! As weird as it can be, living in Kuwait made me become sporty. Let me explain how.
I quit smoking – 6 weeks after
In France, November is the month without tobacco. A lot of people decided to quit smoking the first of November, thanks to this month. I took this decision the 27th of September, after an evening with my neighbor. So now, it been six weeks since I decided to quit. So, how was it ?
Kuwait : a country with a thousand faces
The first thing you see when you live in Kuwait is the mix between traditions and modernity. In Kuwait City, you can see huge skyscrapers illuminated and, not so far, the souk Al-Mubarakyia. You can see huge roads in the desert, and you will see camels crossing those roads and, not so far, huge city being built.
To be a woman in Kuwait
When I take a look at the statistics of my old blog, I can see that a lot of visitors are coming from Google, asking how is it to be a woman in Kuwait. Do women have to wear the hijab? Can they drive?
First steps in Kuwait
Every time I go back to Kuwait, I remember my first days in Kuwait. I think about how it was when I arrived in the desert.
Twelve days in Iran – Part 2
On my first post, I left you in Yazd, small town in the middle of the desert. We stayed there two days, it was so hot and my hair started to be full of knots because of the scarf !