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….

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…

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…

A Night At The Opera

In a previous post, I mentioned that attending an opera was one of the items on my bucket list. Though I love music and the performing arts, I am in no shape or form knowledgeable enough, but┬áhave always thought of it as an essential experience any person should have. The opportunity presented itself as we…

Prague: A Summary

For our very first wedding anniversary, Ahmad and I decided to celebrate in the only way we know how: travel. We had been doubtful it would work out because we had spent quite a lot to go to Sri Lanka earlier in the year, but our doubts were set aside when Czech Airlines’ billboards started…

Vogue Spends Four Perfect Days In What They “Think” Is Beirut

Every time a foreign publication publishes a travel account or recommendation about Lebanon, my timeline is flooded with people sharing the article, possibly in awe that a non-Lebanese came here and had a good enough time to write about it. Well, I’m sick of it. I didn’t even read Vogue’s account, which is currently making…