I did not know how much I was addicted to blogging until I had this break. I purposely avoided all the internet café’s to get over this addiction, but I missed all my blogging buddies and honestly was a very hard task to do.
This is a note I wrote the first night I arrived in Lebanon:
It’s 4 am and I just got home, I arrived in Lebanon few hours back and felt sad, this quenching feeling you get in the stomach when you come back to something so familiar, yet not familiar anymore. All the half ruined buildings and high rising other buildings is not the place I treasured in memory. A lot has changed since I was last here (before the war). The beautiful, simple Bremana has changed to a tourist area with lots of bulky buildings, the forest (Elgaba), the one I used to wander in picking fruits from treed is no more there.
But that did not last for long; I soon got involved in the essence of Lebanon; it’s people.
I got in touch with a Lebanese friend who works in Q8 and was also in Lebanon for the time and we went out exploring all the goodies of the Beirutian nights. This also has changed; Lebanon is more westernized now.
Well, all in all, I did enjoy my stay and planning to pay another visit soon.