I have a love-hate relationship with Beirut.
The noises, the traffic, the tall buildings, the UGLY architecture
The welcoming people, the easygoing life, the old beautiful buildings, the pubs and bars, the restaurants, the activities, the few cultural activities…
This is what keeps me visiting Beirut more often. Except for Downtown Beirut. The pretentious, once-the-heart-of-the-city, ghost town, with all it’s freakishly expensive cafes and restaurants and secluded Nejmeh square away from the reach of Lebanese. That’s not where I see myself. Except for one or two places.