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TravelPod Member ReviewsBella Riva Beirut
Nice little hotel with very friendly staff, very helpful, and patient.
Nice clean small room.
Amongst all the location is great walking distance to many of what the city got to offer, downtown Beirut, very close to the shore line.
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... to it, it's hard to explain but it just felt like a story that needed to be played, a strange story of clashing cultures, including the character I felt I'd known before. If this was anything like Groundhog day I can only hope it's all been wrapped up this time so there'll be no need for a re-visit!!
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I struggled to get out of bed this morning but eventually dragged myself out about 9am.
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... that it becomes interesting again. Built by a man first frustrated in school by corporal punishment and later by the rejection of the woman he loved because he was not rich enough, he set out to correct the latter frustration. He indeed got very rich, could even afford to build a castle, but in the end was still rejected by the woman. Perhaps she didn’t like the collection mania of Mr. Moussa, who seemed especially awed by weapons.
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