NemesisRider
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Intro: 19 hours in Doha
This little layover was done enroute home from my recent jaunt through South Korea. You can read about my experiences out there in the dedicated thread.
I will confess that the Gulf states’ iconic cities have never really appealed to me as holiday destinations. When I think of Dubai, I picture luxury malls, grindset influencers flexing their fast cars and gleaming skyscrapers built by underpaid migrant workers. In spite of my aversions, these states’ massive investments in tourism – one of the more successful avenues in their attempts to economically diversify from the dying oil and gas industry – have led to some undeniably interesting theme parks popping up. The Gulf airlines have been a key element in this, subsiding stopovers to incentivise transiting passengers to spend more time and money locally.

Any aviation geeks in my audience may be aware that there are no direct flights from Manchester to Seoul, or anywhere in South Korea for that matter. Seeing as my job at the time barred me from travelling via China - AKA, the cheapest option - travelling with Qatar Airways and transiting via Doha looked to be the best shout. Simply put, it would be rude not to stop in to grab a few creds.

My 19-hour stopover in Doha had one main goal: grab as many creds as reasonably possible. My timings were admittedly awkward. Visiting in May meant that the weather would be blisteringly hot, and that Lusail Winter Wonderland (which offered an enticing +4) would be shut. On top of this, my inbound flight was due at 5:30am, well before any theme parks would be open. Fortunately, with my flight booking I was able to secure a central Doha hotel for under £25, giving me somewhere to chill before the parks opened.

Part 1: Culture
Following a hasty planning session in Incheon Airport and an uneventful flight, I landed in Qatar excited and a little sleep deprived.

Doha has a modern, decently extensive and dirt-cheap metro system, offering unlimited day tickets for 6 QTR (under £1.50). I would highly recommend this – it served me incredibly well, getting me to and from the airport and around the city comfortably. One quirk of the Doha Metro compared to all others I’ve seen worldwide is its classified carriages, consisting of standard class, “family” class (for lone females and those with children), and “Gold Club” (an extra plush first class). My hotel was 5 minutes’ walk from the cavernous Msheireb station, the meeting point for all 3 of Doha’s current metro lines - this proved very convenient.

Emerging from the air-conditioned metro to the outside world was like stepping into a hairdryer. Temperatures on the day of my visit peaked around 42°C and never dropped below 31°C during the night, well above what I’m used to on holiday. Whilst most of my itinerary was mercifully indoors, venturing outside quickly became uncomfortable. I was very glad that nowhere I planned to visit was more than a 15-minute walk from a Metro station.

After some time chilling in my hotel room, I hopped on the Metro to visit the strikingly designed Qatar National Museum. The alien architecture and the blazing heat made me feel less like I was visiting another country, and more like I was on another planet. Around half of the galleries were shut for refurbishment, so the ticket price had been accordingly halved.

The main gallery I saw gives an overview of the history of Qatar, which was nice since I had done minimal research about the country. There was also a temporary Latin art exhibition which I didn’t quite get – art galleries are less my thing. Whilst it was worth doing, I've seen plenty of better national museums.

One stop previous on the Metro was my second stop, Souq Wafiq. This market has some very cool buildings and plenty of shops to peruse, including a falcon souq which I somehow completely missed.

Though the scorching heat limited the range of my explorations here, I got some tasty local Qatari food and saw a giant thumb.

Part 2: Gondolania
Returning to the Metro, I travelled to the end of the Gold line to reach the first cred of the day at Gondolania.

Gondolania is the indoor theme park component of the Villagio mall, a Vegas-esque parody of Venice complete with faux canals and an endless array of luxury shops. Interestingly, it turned out that “professional photography” (AKA: DSLR cameras like mine) was banned in the complex, so snapping photos briefly became a game of chicken between me and the seemingly endless security staff roaming the place.

Gondolania is towards the back of the shopping centre, offering a theoretical +2 which is in practice a +1 since the tiny caterpillar coaster will not allow adults without children. To ride anything, you have to go to the main desk and load up a Gondolania “Fun Card” with at least 50 QTR, which just about covered a ride on the cred and their mini-Ferris wheel. I felt this pricing rather steep but c’est la vie with pay per ride.

I did not like Gondolania. The overall impression is cheap, with clinical lighting and an array of temporary looking kids rides. It wanted to look like a whimsical version of Venice, but it ended up looking like a mess.

F1 Coaster, the park’s signature attraction, is at least unique. This SBF Visa family coaster previously ran spinning trains, but since 2016 has run conventional ones which seem to be made of 100% plastic. Whilst most of it is a low velocity snoozefest of dull corners, there are two genuinely good moments. The first stems from a weird pump in the track towards the bottom of the first helix, which provides a little pop of excitement at some speed. The second is the ride’s main drop below the bridge at the park entrance, which rode unexpectedly aggressively on the back row. At least F1 Coaster seems to give two consecutive laps, which made it feel a tad better value for money.

That's enough Gondolania for one lifetime. Where next?
Part 3: Jungle Zone
Coast 2 Coaster had indicated there was another +1 up for grabs at an adjacent FEC, so after 10 unpleasant minutes of trudging through unshaded car park I arrived at the notably less upmarket Hyatt Plaza Shopping Mall.

Here one can find the Jungle Zone, which is more of an overgrown arcade than an indoor theme park. Compared to Gondolania, the atmosphere was more casual and the prices were lower – I only had to load 30 QTR onto my Jungle Zone card to get on the cred.

On the subject of the cred, Jungle Race is an SBF Visa spinner (yawn) with two hamster wheel cars (less yawn). As my first SBF Hamster Wheel, I was expecting great things and-

Yeah, who am I kidding. It’s an SBF Visa coaster. The restraints are horribly bulky on the hamster wheel car. Whilst the hill which initiates the spinning is fun, the cars had a horrible tendency to leave me stuck upside down for most of the second half of the circuit, putting all my body weight on my shoulders and sending all the blood to my head. I was honestly rooting for it to be over ASAP by the end of the second lap.
I didn’t bother with the standard spinning car. I already had the cred and didn’t feel inclined to pay another £5 to trundle around in a circle.

The only other notable looking thing at Jungle Zone was a small frisbee-style ride, Spin Swing. I passed on this for nausea avoidance reasons.

With a clean sweep of target FECs creds, I headed back to the hotel to restock on water and get ready for the day’s main event.
Next time: less desert, more deserted, at Doha Quest
This little layover was done enroute home from my recent jaunt through South Korea. You can read about my experiences out there in the dedicated thread.
I will confess that the Gulf states’ iconic cities have never really appealed to me as holiday destinations. When I think of Dubai, I picture luxury malls, grindset influencers flexing their fast cars and gleaming skyscrapers built by underpaid migrant workers. In spite of my aversions, these states’ massive investments in tourism – one of the more successful avenues in their attempts to economically diversify from the dying oil and gas industry – have led to some undeniably interesting theme parks popping up. The Gulf airlines have been a key element in this, subsiding stopovers to incentivise transiting passengers to spend more time and money locally.

Any aviation geeks in my audience may be aware that there are no direct flights from Manchester to Seoul, or anywhere in South Korea for that matter. Seeing as my job at the time barred me from travelling via China - AKA, the cheapest option - travelling with Qatar Airways and transiting via Doha looked to be the best shout. Simply put, it would be rude not to stop in to grab a few creds.

My 19-hour stopover in Doha had one main goal: grab as many creds as reasonably possible. My timings were admittedly awkward. Visiting in May meant that the weather would be blisteringly hot, and that Lusail Winter Wonderland (which offered an enticing +4) would be shut. On top of this, my inbound flight was due at 5:30am, well before any theme parks would be open. Fortunately, with my flight booking I was able to secure a central Doha hotel for under £25, giving me somewhere to chill before the parks opened.

Part 1: Culture
Following a hasty planning session in Incheon Airport and an uneventful flight, I landed in Qatar excited and a little sleep deprived.

Doha has a modern, decently extensive and dirt-cheap metro system, offering unlimited day tickets for 6 QTR (under £1.50). I would highly recommend this – it served me incredibly well, getting me to and from the airport and around the city comfortably. One quirk of the Doha Metro compared to all others I’ve seen worldwide is its classified carriages, consisting of standard class, “family” class (for lone females and those with children), and “Gold Club” (an extra plush first class). My hotel was 5 minutes’ walk from the cavernous Msheireb station, the meeting point for all 3 of Doha’s current metro lines - this proved very convenient.

Emerging from the air-conditioned metro to the outside world was like stepping into a hairdryer. Temperatures on the day of my visit peaked around 42°C and never dropped below 31°C during the night, well above what I’m used to on holiday. Whilst most of my itinerary was mercifully indoors, venturing outside quickly became uncomfortable. I was very glad that nowhere I planned to visit was more than a 15-minute walk from a Metro station.

After some time chilling in my hotel room, I hopped on the Metro to visit the strikingly designed Qatar National Museum. The alien architecture and the blazing heat made me feel less like I was visiting another country, and more like I was on another planet. Around half of the galleries were shut for refurbishment, so the ticket price had been accordingly halved.

The main gallery I saw gives an overview of the history of Qatar, which was nice since I had done minimal research about the country. There was also a temporary Latin art exhibition which I didn’t quite get – art galleries are less my thing. Whilst it was worth doing, I've seen plenty of better national museums.

One stop previous on the Metro was my second stop, Souq Wafiq. This market has some very cool buildings and plenty of shops to peruse, including a falcon souq which I somehow completely missed.

Though the scorching heat limited the range of my explorations here, I got some tasty local Qatari food and saw a giant thumb.

Part 2: Gondolania
Returning to the Metro, I travelled to the end of the Gold line to reach the first cred of the day at Gondolania.

Gondolania is the indoor theme park component of the Villagio mall, a Vegas-esque parody of Venice complete with faux canals and an endless array of luxury shops. Interestingly, it turned out that “professional photography” (AKA: DSLR cameras like mine) was banned in the complex, so snapping photos briefly became a game of chicken between me and the seemingly endless security staff roaming the place.

Gondolania is towards the back of the shopping centre, offering a theoretical +2 which is in practice a +1 since the tiny caterpillar coaster will not allow adults without children. To ride anything, you have to go to the main desk and load up a Gondolania “Fun Card” with at least 50 QTR, which just about covered a ride on the cred and their mini-Ferris wheel. I felt this pricing rather steep but c’est la vie with pay per ride.

I did not like Gondolania. The overall impression is cheap, with clinical lighting and an array of temporary looking kids rides. It wanted to look like a whimsical version of Venice, but it ended up looking like a mess.

F1 Coaster, the park’s signature attraction, is at least unique. This SBF Visa family coaster previously ran spinning trains, but since 2016 has run conventional ones which seem to be made of 100% plastic. Whilst most of it is a low velocity snoozefest of dull corners, there are two genuinely good moments. The first stems from a weird pump in the track towards the bottom of the first helix, which provides a little pop of excitement at some speed. The second is the ride’s main drop below the bridge at the park entrance, which rode unexpectedly aggressively on the back row. At least F1 Coaster seems to give two consecutive laps, which made it feel a tad better value for money.

That's enough Gondolania for one lifetime. Where next?
Part 3: Jungle Zone
Coast 2 Coaster had indicated there was another +1 up for grabs at an adjacent FEC, so after 10 unpleasant minutes of trudging through unshaded car park I arrived at the notably less upmarket Hyatt Plaza Shopping Mall.

Here one can find the Jungle Zone, which is more of an overgrown arcade than an indoor theme park. Compared to Gondolania, the atmosphere was more casual and the prices were lower – I only had to load 30 QTR onto my Jungle Zone card to get on the cred.

On the subject of the cred, Jungle Race is an SBF Visa spinner (yawn) with two hamster wheel cars (less yawn). As my first SBF Hamster Wheel, I was expecting great things and-

Yeah, who am I kidding. It’s an SBF Visa coaster. The restraints are horribly bulky on the hamster wheel car. Whilst the hill which initiates the spinning is fun, the cars had a horrible tendency to leave me stuck upside down for most of the second half of the circuit, putting all my body weight on my shoulders and sending all the blood to my head. I was honestly rooting for it to be over ASAP by the end of the second lap.
I didn’t bother with the standard spinning car. I already had the cred and didn’t feel inclined to pay another £5 to trundle around in a circle.

The only other notable looking thing at Jungle Zone was a small frisbee-style ride, Spin Swing. I passed on this for nausea avoidance reasons.

With a clean sweep of target FECs creds, I headed back to the hotel to restock on water and get ready for the day’s main event.
Next time: less desert, more deserted, at Doha Quest