Adventures begin many ways. Mine started in May 2013, looking for a
full-time college instructor position back in Texas. Houston Community College sat near the top of
my list. A lot of my old college friends
live there, and I like the area alright, so it seemed like a good place to
try. Houston did, indeed, have a couple
of spots open; but an instructor position at the Community College of Qatar caught
my eye. I had never really considered
living and working overseas, but the post caught my attention. In exchanging a series of e-mails with the
Humanities Department chair, I found that it was a fantastic opportunity, and
so an application was made. Everything
progressed well into June.
Unfortunately, HCC/CCQ’s Human resources department did not getting
moving fast enough. I have heard that
nothing gets done during Ramadan in Qatar (a discussion for a future post), and
Islam’s sacred month fell in July-August.
So while they wanted to offer the job, the vagaries of government meant
that the visa and work permit documentation would not see completion before the
fall semester began. So, I resumed my
old job as an adjunct instructor and high school teacher when the new academic
year began.
Then, one day in October, it occurred to me that if
they were unable to hire me in the summer, that might mean they
were unable to hire anyone for the
position. Still looking for new career opportunities,
I reached out to the department chair at the college in Qatar and let him know
I was still interested if they were still looking. That time, everything came together
perfectly. The College still needed a
new History instructor who could start in January. I went for it.
The fairly smooth hiring process proved tedious and,
at times, frustrating – sending scans of documents, re-sending them to someone
else, interviews, lots of waiting, spending over $100 to mail the signed offer
of employment over to Doha, etc.
But by
the first week of December, the process was complete and the Community College
of Qatar took me on as its newest Instructor of American History.In the meantime, I made one of the best decisions on
how to approach the pending new life: I studied.
I found every online and print resource I
could to learn about Qatar, the city of Doha, Arab and Qatari culture (they are
different in many respects), what it would be like living in another part of
the world.
There is a decent amount of
information out there – some good, some misleading.
To anyone considering a move from the United
States (or any other Western nation),
know
what you are getting into.
While
things are not so shockingly dissimilar that adapting is particularly hard,
this is definitely
not America or
Europe.
Cultural norms, social
institutions, the functions and roles of government…Qatar has its own unique style.
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Doha City Skyline |
One might think, “Well duh, of course it’s different,
why would I expect it to be like [insert your home nation here]?”
If your first thought follows along that
line, then you are on the right track.
When I moved to Doha two months ago, I came with a
modest but decent understanding of the country and its people and generally
what to (or, in many cases, not to)
expect. My new employers were even
impressed when they saw how well I handled this wholly new (to me) world. I say that to present the “I’ve been there
before” story so that it might help you have as excellent an experience as I
have had, and continue to have.
And so I am putting together this blog. There is a lot of information out there about
moving overseas (Qatar, in this case).
The goal here will be to convey the best about what someone can expect
moving to Qatar, and living here. It’s a
fascinating place. I sincerely hope you
will be able to enjoy it as much as I am.
Feel free to post comments and questions. This site exists for you.