Three ladies, with the housekeeper in waiting on the right, enjoying the scenery on a Friday afternoon.
Two gentlemen, dressed to a T. My guess is they aren’t Lebanese, but what they call here ‘Khalije’, Gulf Arabs. They are known (well, the men at least) for a ‘flashier’ style. It’s the suite of the guy on the left that does it. And the sun glasses. Not quite right, somehow.
The local fast food here is ‘corn on the cob’ but without the butter, and boiled broad beans with chunks of lemon and coriander powder. Sounds odd, but is absolutely delicious. Quite healthy too. The guy on the right (with his back, walking away) is selling lottery tickets. The three gas tanks in the left hand corner (red, blue and brown) are the gas lamps they use to light their push carts as they push them around the Corniche well into the night.
This gentleman sells Arabic style coffee, although I’m a bit confused about the Coffee Mate. Seems he can do Nescafe as well. The pink sweater of the boy seems a little odd. Little small too.
Of course we have our shoe shiners, operating from a milk tin. Business must be slow these days since everyone is wearing sneakers .
Another family enjoying the afternoon. Beirut is all apartment buildings with very little green space for kids to play. Many parents take the kids here with their bicycles.
Or place to exercise, for that matter. Must be a good place to train for an obstacle course. This one is for H. Do you see the legs on that guy, H?
Another typical scene. Mom and dad enjoy a romantic walk together while the maid pushes the baby carriage. To weird for words, sometimes. But look at it from the bright side; at least she gets to come out of the house.
And more families with bicycles. Pink bicycles seem to be the trend in Beirut these days.