Nothing much to write about. Awake early and got internet, so figure its a good time to post. It is amusing to tell people you walk to places in Lebanon. We walked from the hotel to this place called Basement. Got bad directions s owe wandered around, crossing traffic and then we find out that it is closed, so we have to walk back to Virgin. Then just said screw it and since it was Sunday off to Mono St. We saw a place that had kareoke and was going to attend it but I really need to use the bathroom so went to this one that was empty.
One thing I didnt go in to detail about yesterday was the play “Gibran and the Prophet”.
Like most plays it gives a zeitgeist of the feeling and thoughts of a nation. I always read Rampurples posts and she keeps me updated with news of Lebanon but really I never understood what was it all about. I saw her passoin, loyalties and thoughts in the subject. She would recount stories of the villages she visited, the people she would meet and the lifestyle there. Yesterday it all made sense with Gibrans You have Your Lebanon, and I have Mine.