Saturday, November 15, 2008
Francois, our driver, drove us up the coast on day 2, stopping for a bit to see the stunning Jeita Grotto on the way. Hugh Hefner has nothing on this baby. Sorry, no pictures, though. They frown on that sort of thing.
So, onward to the 7000-year old port of Byblos - probably my favourite part of the trip, and my first visit to a crusader castle.
Here's the evidence:
There have been a lot of holidays lately. The last big one was the end of Ramzan/Ramadan - the fasting month, and Suf & I, along with Dr. Vorg & NS, went up the street to Lebanon.
Our first stop - Beirut, the Paris of the middle east. Rich, beautiful, sophisticated, and cosmopolitan. Beirut is at once the playground of Saudi philanderers and the home of Hezbollah. I didn't take too many pictures of the city because I was so busy sampling the fare at one spectacular restaurant or another (lamb kofta in sour cherry sauce at Mayrig in Gemmayzeh - to die for).
But here's a shot that pretty much everyone takes.