You Never Forget How To Ride A Bike

So there I was, lying on the street, clutching my left knee in pain on a busy intersection on one of Maastricht’s main bridges, trying not to feel flustered or helpless. But that was easier said than done. My hair was an utter mess. Sweat had begun to make its way down my back. We…

The Netherlands Will Always Feel Like Home

For the second time this year, I found myself crying on an airplane- something I really should stop doing. This time, it wasn’t because a sense of relief had finally washed over me after what seemed like one obstacle after the other. No, this time it was because the airplane had begun its descent to…

Amsterdam, I Was Wrong About You

I have to be very honest here: I had been trash-talking Amsterdam for the better part of the past five years. Whenever I was asked to give my opinion on the city, I would always reply that it didn’t captivate me quite as much as Maastricht or Den Haag. I would always claim that the…

The Amazing Mini-Eurotrip Race

“You know what looks really beautiful?” Ahmad yelled across the house. “What?” I yelled back from the kitchen. “Amsterdam. I’ve been seeing a lot of pictures and it seems like the kind of place we’d enjoy visiting.” “You don’t say!” I replied, rolling my eyes, as I made my way to the living room where…

This Blog Will Never Be Popular- And I Don’t Really Care

A short while ago, I wrote a post expressing my frustration at how the blogging scene in Lebanon has really taken a turn for the worst, with the so-called influencers dominating the scene with their hyper-stylized photos and their horrible take on the English language. Of course, the content is abysmal to say the least….

Writing About Ahmad

Writing can be hard. And writing about relationships can be even harder, as I’ve learned in the past few days when I attempted a piece only to stop mid-sentence and shut off my laptop completely. Or maybe I was too focused on whatever we had on Netflix to continue my train of thoughts. You see,…

“Forever Brides”

It’s hard for me to believe that Ahmad and I will be celebrating our second wedding anniversary in a little over a month- where has the time gone? Sometimes, a picture or a post from this blog will re-appear and send me down memory lane, and depending on how I’m feeling that day, I’ll either…

When In Greece, Planning Is An Afterthought

When we found out we couldn’t legally enter Portugal for our spring trip, Ahmad and I needed to think quickly. To not go on holiday was unthinkable. We’d already began our countdown. We’d also, stupidly, disregarded all the travel advice including that of the embassy and booked non-refundable tickets. In my defense, they were a…

Running Away From It All

Read any article about running, and you’re bound to find all the advantages listed within the first paragraph or two. And I’ll admit, they drew me in at first:┬áthe health benefits, the new companions, the opportunity to see Beirut from a different perspective. But those factors were so immediate, I feared that once their effect…

If The Dress Fits, Wear It

One week after I wrote a post celebrating a year of healthy living, I tried on a dress that’s been hanging in my closet for a year- and it fit! It was even loose around my midsection. It fit so well I decided to spend the whole day wearing it: a day which included a lunch outing…

Rejected Visas and Re-Routed Travels

We were in mid-air when I suddenly became overwhelmed with emotion. Tears were streaming down my face uncontrollably that the flight attendant made his way from one end of the plane to the other to ask, “Are you okay?” I was fine, but I had been caught up in my thoughts. Sometimes you plan things…