Looks Like Beirut

“Isn’t it difficult for you, living in Beirut,” a friend of mine from Holland - who I hadn’t spoken with in ages - asks me. “I mean, with all this war and such?”

Sunday by the pool; S, H and M

(Marijke, kijk, ik heb je er niet afgeknipt)

I ponder over this question while lying on the edge of the pool, and I pour myself another glass of wine. Let’s ask if the waiter can move the parasol a bit to the left, the sun is bothering me. So what shall we have for dinner tonight? Too difficult to think about that now, let’s just call the housekeeper, she’ll think of something. And I think, ‘Ah yes, life in Beirut is very difficult’.

H. can swim!

This reminds me of the ‘Looks Like Beirut’ Award. One Lebanese blogger is keeping track of the times when Beirut is used as a comparison to indicate how terrible something was.
Arsonists torch five cars in a street in the UK? Firefighters described the scene as ‘something out of downtown Beirut’ when they tackled the blazing motors yesterday morning.
The explosions in Terminator Salvation? more shouting and explosions than a Super Bowl in Beirut.’

He’s got like 17 awards already on his web site, so check it out.

A and M in the pool, practicing double jumps.