An this Monday it’s time to say goodbye. Not from the World Cup yet, but from my Nissan Sunny. Just checked again, a little more than 2000 kilometers. Not so little in a country that – one might say – is only half the size of Hesse, and in which every path should actually be taken away from you at this World Cup.
Well, if you weren’t dealing with a team that was based in northern Hesse, so to speak, while everything else happens in Frankfurt. But let’s not hack around on the DFB again, it’s also a benefit if you get around the area a bit – not just to experience first-hand how exhausting the one-hour drive to such a press conference is (even not honest).
Grim drivers
For example, when you see that there is not only the glittering mega-metropolis Doha, but also a sleepy town like al-Khor, with the second largest stadium of this World Cup and also a nicely made-up corniche by the water, but unfortunately without people staying there .
Or when you get the feeling from the bumper that Qatar is not just a country where only friendly volunteers live who show you the way when the subway is already in front of you, but also one where grim drivers in white boxes with darkened windows even want to push you off the road on the feeder road to the highway, which is walled in on both sides.
But let’s not complain about that either, first of all it’s the same in Frankfurt, and secondly, the traffic wasn’t that bad, to be honest. Didn’t someone just say it’s the best signposted World Cup ever? Or am I dreaming that behind the wheel of my Nissan Gianni?
