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My lebanese icecream
Yes, I'm still very greedy I have been in Beyrouth for a couple of days now, and I think I fell in love with it.
It has a little something that Syria, or Turkey didn't have, the immense opening to the outside world, to Europe, to becoming after all the tragedies, war, terror and destroys, once again and for all the party capital of the Middle East. and it is quite succeeding into becoming one.
The first impression I had was to feel back in Tel Aviv, in Israel. Not that both antagonists cities look the same, but it's the vibrant vibe I found in here, the funkiness of beiroutis people who managed to put up hot clubs in former part of Beyrouth that had seen enough of shattered blood during the civil war, the real buzz in the city, that is very much like its neighbour.
I encountered many christians in Beyrouth, some muslims too, though I.m still waiting for my little trip to Sabra and Chattila to get to meet some more, also go close to the Golan Heights part of Lebanon, and have a better view of what is kind of portrayed by the Media back at home.
Most of the people
I've met have different views on the situation. It would be too quick to say christians and muslims are very much divided into two clans, some wanting the complete retreat of Hezbollah, some hoping it will come into power. No it's not like that at all. Where some agree on the fact that hezbollah, whatever they do, are lebanese people, some others will on the other hand pray for Israel to come back and finish the ugly work.
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