I’ve been walking a lot recently for one reason or another..
And without fail,,I’m always surprised at just how many invisible boundaries exist all over the city. Possibly the most tangible (at least for me) is when I make my way from my apartment in Hamra, down through Ain Mreisse, and onto the Corniche. It’s like passing through three different worlds..really..
I was walking on the Corniche today, when I stopped to peer over the railing..this is what I saw..
When it struck me..a LOT of Lebanese..let’s say of a certain “class” completely cut off/disregard some of the most beautiful parts of the city just because it’s not “the thing to do,” or they “can’t be seen there.” But let me just say one thing..the people in the pictures above aren’t the ones paying a 30,000LL entrance fee for something that should be free – the sun and the sea.