To the anonymous

200th post. With these blurry faces and body parts I'm paying tribute to some of the people (and places and moments) who made a difference in my life in Amman and around. And the ones not present in this post: even if I never took unrecognizable photos of you, you are still part of this life-changing experience and always special to me. <3

I (don't) get it

I have no idea what either one of these graffiti says, but I love the way they look.

Baths behind the banking street

The Roman baths are in a weird contrast with the modern buildings next to them in the rebuilt downtown Beirut.

Private Property

One rarely sees so many things being forbidden as in this sign in the middle of Beirut. Most of them make sense, but what about the one with the dollar sign?

Stop Solidere

Right next to Hariri's statue and memorial, St. George Hotel is fighting to stop the company founded by Hariri.

Stroll on the corniche

Once again the Beirut seaside promenade suprised me: The tanning granpas beckoned me to join and the pastry men gave me a bite.

You only live once

But mostly once is more than enough.

Mother art

This one is obviously for my mom. <3

Unsold

Not everything is - or should be - for sale. PS. I also love how it says "unsold" also with arabic script!

All we need is love

Today was the 64th Nakba Day. My heart goes out to all the people still waiting.

Burning Beirut

I'm amazed by this Wonder Beirut -project of two Lebanese artists. From here you can download an article about it.

Walls that repeat

Stencil graffiti is very popular in Beirut. Here are some of the ones I saw all the time (and could somewhat understand).

Downtown shoe sellers

I would choose his little store over the neighbouring snakelady's. Not that I could afford anything from either of them.

It's not only a place for a Holiday

Holiday Inn is a good reminder that Beirut is not all fun and games. Though I wonder if they will get rid of it at some point.

Beirut balconies

The scenery from the balcony of my hotel room and also from my friend's balcony. Can you guess, which is which?

Where was I again?

Sometimes it's better not to trust your eyes.

They have a dream

I love Beirut, but it definitely could be greener - in many ways.

Face in Place

This table reminded me of one of my favorite blogs, Faces in Places.

When walls can talk

In Beirut it's not rare to see opinionated and/or political texts on the wall. Wish there were some in Amman as well.