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Lousy blogger
... is right now. What has happened to us? It is heartbreaking to answer questions about the crime and murders.The people still like and respect the US and would like more to come to Lebanon to show what they haqve to offer.What they have to offer is alot.
I hope this finds everyone healthy and safe. Please keep the Christians in your prayers. They are one of the last Chritians in the Middle East.
Bye for now,
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(4) The Mountains and The Valley
... positive descriptions possible, something special, unique, but that didn’t really prepare us for the experience. Here, in the middle of nowhere – if you can call the small town of Baalbek itself “nowhere” – stands this enormous Roman complex, built on earlier Hellenic structures, with large parts of temples having withstood earthquakes and other destructive forces, like Tamerlane, like the Mameluks, the ...
A Long Overdue Update
... centuries. In order to remain safe, they hid, lived, and worshiped in the caves and later the monasteries. There are small villages and churches scattered throughout the Valley. As we drove down from the mountains on the curvy, narrow roads we finally came upon a old monastery. This particular monastery, although historically preserved, has been converted into a museum for Lebanon's most famous author, poet, artist, and philosopher: Khalil ...
Beirut by tanker
... if anything was to happen it would happen on Monday (we fly out Sunday!).
Flying over Kuwait, Syria and into Lebanon was awesome...we had clear views of the landscape below. Kuwait had hundres of oil well circles and Syria and Lebanon the snow capped sand dunes...amazing.
Arriving at a near deserted airport, we taxied into Hamra, one of the areas of Beirut which is known as the shopping district. Road rules? There are no rules? Hang on tight ...
Grease and Money
... br> Stared at the most pathetic rotisserie of meat that has every posed as a shawerma stand anywhere in the world. I come from Western Canada, which is about as far as one can get from the land of Shawerma, and yet no self respecting Lebanese restaurant in Canada would dare present such a sorry looking stack of grilled meat. In Damascus I had taken for granted the colossal golden cones of dripping meat; thick metal spikes that groan under the weight of the meat of ...