بيروت ١

I’ve just arrived in Beirut. Well, actually, I’ve been here for a bit more than 12 hours now. I’m going to take everything from the beginning. So, I went from Gothenburg via Budabest to Beirut. The flight was fairly pleasant, between Budapest and Beirut I actually had a whole row for myself. Quite okey I suppose. Now, one thing I don’t get (sorry) is why every flight I board towards the Middle East is like a minor kindergarden. I mean, you would always see a kid every now and then on flights in general. However, this was insane. The row behind me and the one in front of me were both empty, and they were quite soon occupied by two kids. Now, these kids thought it was extremely funny to sit and jump on the chairs in addition to making a small disco with the lamps. Yes, they do light up if you press the button. Do I have to say that their mother just looked in a very weird manner towards me? Flights free from kids, now, please.

Okey, anyhow. I arrived in Beirut, everything went smoothly. The taxi was there, waiting for “Cebastian“. Now, on the way to my apartment at 3.30 A.M., my taxi driver and I are talking about Sweden, Arabic, Beirut, you know, the normal stuff. Suddenly, he starts talking about how beautiful noses we Swedes have. Then he asked me if my nose was natural or not. I could not help but to laugh. The picture below might give an indication of the obsession towards these things here. I mean, Facebook, 12 hours!? Come on…

So, I woke up at around 10 today (I live by a construction site), talked to my landlord, made up plans and talked to the neighbours, which was all very nice. I then went down to the city (well, I live really central, but anyway). I had to go to the university and I also wanted to check out the city. The university is really cool, just what I hoped it would be. I’ll attach some pictures of the city which I took today.

Actually, I’m not going to upload more pictures. It takes ages, and we have some sort of limited internet. I did some grocery shopping too. 55,000 pounds, quite ok. Actually, when I was walking in the store everything just went pitch black, and no one seemed to care, haha. I’ll update more along the road.

Love

deep, deep

This is the kind of music I want to hear at a party. I imagine long corridors, too much fashion and dim-lit rooms.

2 days

Soon, I am in Beirut. Joy.

painfully beautiful

ventilation

I thought I should write something again. Really, I haven’t posted something proper in like a year or something like that. This year has been crazy, full of arabic verbs and conjugations. I managed to survive though. This year has also made me miss English, more than ever. I think I am as Swedish now as I will ever be in the next 10 years. Well, close enough.

At the moment, I am back home, doing nothing, just because I can. Every time I step outside of my door, it feels slightly unreal. I mean, 3 years ago, I lived here permanently. These years have passed by so quickly, yet, it sometimes feels like it was yesterday, especially when you go back home.

So, this Sunday, I’m going to Gothenburg to meet up with Sofi, who’s there with her big-ass boat. Later, I’m meeting up with Amanda (finally!), and doing a sleep-over at Diana’s, who I haven’t met in pretty much one year. And… on Monday, I’m off to London where I’m going to stay for 12 days. So many people to meet, so much time to compensate for, so much love.

The most exciting thing I have to tell you about is actually that I move to Lebanon in like 20 days, actually, less than 20. That is exciting. I will tell you more along the way. Right now, it feels quite okey just sitting here, relaxing, not doing much. Somehow, I suppose it’s okey.