Hula Hoops in Slow Motion, Corniche Beirut

I didn’t shoot this video, Ahmad did. I only added the music track to hide the background noises. But when he showed it to me, I knew I just had to share it. The Corniche is a fundamental part of the Lebanese experience, and come rain or shine, people will always be there, doing some…

Divvy: Great Food and a Great Social Experiment

It seems to me that there’s always a new restaurant opening in Beirut and I never seem capable of catching up! One of the places I really wanted to try was Divvy in Mar Mikhail. We finally got that chance on my birthday. Ahmad, my fiancé, and I had an agreement: I told him who…

Refusing to Give Up on Lebanon

When I first began drafting this post, I had the sudden urge to bring my ideas to life by drawing comparisons. The two things I had in mind? A stuffed Minnie Mouse doll and my country, Lebanon. At this point, you’re probably going to ask, what on Earth has possessed me to find anything in…

To Be Back in Beirut

Note:  All the events described in this post took place sometime between late December and very early January. Due to my delayed absence from the blogging world, I am just now remembering these stories must be shared before moving onto more exciting ventures in Europe. In fact, this picks up straight from this  post.  To be  in Beirut…

An Untitled Post + Video

Here’s something about me: I like knowing things. I’m almost always following up with the news, reading leaflets and signs in the street, eavesdropping onto conversations in languages I can understand, and generally spending hours browsing through Wikipedia’s infinite pages- all in the name of knowledge. One thing I cannot claim I know anything about is the…

Road Trips, A Camera, And Falling For Lebanon: My Stories

Over the past 5 years, I’ve traveled at least twice a year, saw beautiful places,  heard many different and sometimes strange languages being spoken around me, even smelled the local cuisine- which is a long, long story in it’s own right. But nothing beats home. And even though there were times when I thought this…

Taking a Walk in Verdun Street

I’m never the one to voluntarily go pick up stuff, take long walks, or go shopping by myself (or with someone for that matter). Which is why when I woke up today, I realized that I may have been just a little crazy when I decided to take a little walk and get some stuff…