Life is all about separations and reunions, especially in Lebanon… You’ll meet people from the Bekaa who have never been to Tripoli and people from Batroun who have never seen Tyr. But you’ll rarely meet someone who hasn’t been to Hariri International Airport at least once in his life… The lower level is my favorite. Its entrance reads “Woussoul”, Arrival. There you can pick up your beloved ones or just new friends from abroad. The upper part is great too, it leads you to Berlin (my post here), Sharm el Sheikh (here) or even the Maldives (here)! However, you’re always leaving somebody behind… But then again, you’re greatful for the chance to leave, to change and see the world from a fresh new perspective. “In all beginnings dwells a magic force”, as says German poet Heinrich Heine.
The name Mövenpick has always attracted me. It started with delicious Mövenpick icecream at my favorite place in Berlin, then I fell in love with the beautiful white tent of Mövenpick hotel in Rawcheh (here) . It reminded me of the desert, with men in abayas sitting on the floor, drinking strong tea and watching dark-eyed belly dancers… in a luxurious, air-conditioned version of course! Then, somehow, this hotel became our “family hotel”. I’ve spent so much precious family time there, enjoying the night sky at Square Bar with my sister, having dinner at Hamam restaurant with my family in law (Möven is German for Hamam), eating sushi with my mom at Méditerranée (one of the best buffets in town!) – or just holding hands with my husband on our room’s balcony. Have a look at “my” Mövenpick!
Here it is, the entrance to many precious moments… Happy about the German flag!
And here is the beautiful white tent, covering the Lebanese restaurant “Burj el Hamam”
And here is the Mediterranean, with the palms, the sun, the beach and the pools
The refreshingly bright bar & lounge Square (my post here)
A quiet moment, reading about whiskey at Hemingway’s café (my post here)
… and enjoying this terribly delicious & stylish éclair!
These beautiful lamps remind me of SALT at the airport (my post here). But this is at Gordon’s Café at Hotel Le Gray, downtown Beirut (here). A lovely and colorful place, surrounded by tourists passing by to reach Weygand Street, most of them carrying cameras like me. Many visitors sit on the terrace to watch the people in the car traffic, but it’s too loud and too hot there for my taste. I’d rather sit inside and watch the beautiful details, from the lamps to the cupcakes to the cute trays. For more about this chic hotel read about the Bar Cherry here.
Some weeks ago, we went for an evening walk from Rawche to Manara, quite a long march for us hop on hop off sportslovers… I thought we could easily reach Zaytounay Bay, but no, we were captured by a fashion show at the Pool Bar of Riviera Hotel (here). It was visible to everybody on the promenade, although we had to focus to see the details, like the model’s outfit colors (blue & orange) and whether one model was really carrying a baby on the catwalk (yes she was). We stayed there for half an hour, leaning over the balustrade, watching the show together with a cute lonely cat. Above is a picture from the chic & stylish bar. I didn’t sneak in that day, non, I was there some days ago!