Liban and what's new

Before leaving France for Lebanon I yet again completed another compression, only this time into one carry on. 
Everything fit. It's all about how you pack.

What's new and what I've learned thus far...
1. France is France
2. Something about Lebanone inspired me to purchase my frist pair of Converse ever. Life change.
3. Lebanese Women have the best hair 
4. It's impossible to be bored in Beirut
5. Lebanese people are very friendly and social. After living in France I almost forgot what it felt like to have social life and friends
6. I took a lover for the first time after being overseas 
7. If you need dental work done, get it done here. It costs about a 1/3 less than it does in the states. My friend got her wisdom teeth taken out here. Back in the states she was told they would have to break her wisdom teeth in order to get them out. This guy was so good he managed to take the teeth out whole. She didn't use anesthesia and sits with me now at the cafe I'm writing at just hours after the procedure.
8. The Americans in Beirut are awesome, so are the French people. 
9. Lebanon has mountains (I ignorantly thought the country was mostly desert) 
10. 1% of American University of Beirut's income goes towards feeding the cats of the city
11. I love number 10
12. I don't know what I'm doing
13. I am okay with number 12 :)

(photo taken in Zahle at Chateau Khoury, which makes great wine btw)




Comments

  1. Louise G.January 3, 2015 at 5:03 AM

    Hey Kathryn !!!
    I just discovered your blog through your FB post ... So I'm a bit late to say that I totally agree with number 5, and that I wish I will meet you again one day, after our too briefs moments in Beirut.
    I wish you a very happy and fulfilling year and that all your wishes come true :)
    Love from Louise (the french girl in Saifi hotel)

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