Paris of the Middle East
Beirut. That’s where I am at the moment. Well Souk el Gharb to be specific. Less than 20 minutes from Beirut, this suburb in the mountain overlooking the city, is world’s away from the hustle and bustle. Here, flowers of all sorts grow, grapes in the backyard, and pine trees. Visitin’ the in-laws, husband’s cousins, friends and anyone he knows, his dad knows…you get the picture. Busy socializing thus the lack of post. And no I don’t speak Arabic nor French so by socializing I mean smiling, 3 kisses on the cheek (typical lebanese greeting) few words in Arabic and French enough to say “hi, I comein peace.”
Sitting outside the house and chillin’,
Making the most of the beautiful sunny day,
And making the most of a beautiful night.
And of course, no trip to Lebanon is complete without a visit to the salon…I mean coiffure.
- The Paris Of The Middle East (beautiful-absurdity.com)
Posted on May 9, 2013, in Diana Trots the Globe and tagged Arabic, Arabic language, Beirut, French language, Lebanon, Melbourne Moments, Middle East, Souk el Gharb. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.