Hey there. Sorry for neglecting my blog completely. I`m back now, I promise. A lot has happened since last time, and one of the greatest experiences was coming home for Christmas. It was just wonderful to spend almost two weeks together with my loved ones, after being in totally strange surroundings for 3 months. Christmas would of course not have been the same without my family. And my mother`s stuffed turkey and papa`s juicy lamb...Mm! And imagine, I who always was a bit extra sensitive to pollution and toxines, when I was standing there in the middle of the capital city I couldn`t help taking a deep breath and express my joy over the fresh “mountain air” in Oslo. Something which I never would have thought could happen. So it`s true then, all things can change! After racing the time in order to see and hug family and friends in two different places in the country, I went back to Lebanon again. Truly happy. I celebrated the New Year`s Eve together with good friends in a cozy hotel in the lebanese mountains. I had a really good time, far away from cheap fireworks and drunk drivers, in a place called Laqlouqe. (This is pronounced la2lou2, since most lebanese don`t pronounce the q. If you need an explanation for the 2s feel free to send me a request.). The New Year was celebrated twice in Lebanon by the way, since we entered the year 1429 on the 9th of January according to muslim tradition. This country is special in the way that several religions are presented in the calendar of holydays, something that occationally results in a sudden day of from work due to some moving holyday I didn`t know about. But that`s just a little thing that makes it all more interesting.
Unfortunately it hasn`t been all joy since I returned. My first January in Lebanon has been cold and wet, and sadly enough marked by deadly bombattacks and riots. Last Friday another carbomb took many lives, and then what was presumably going to be a peaceful demonstration against the electrisity problems in the country developed into bloody riots Sunday night. The situation is more tense than in a long time, and many are obviously afraid and worried about the further development, even though they don`t talk too much about it. The lebanese are tired and fed up with all the violence and insecurity, and they just want to live their lives in peace and quiet. This it is not hard to understand. Even though I`ve just lived here for 4 and some months I too can feel the stress, despair, fear and anger that comes from the constantly tense situation and the continual attacks. Some days it is all a bit too much to handle alone, and in these moments I`m extra thankful that I have my dear Trude here with me. 7abibti!:)
Unfortunately it hasn`t been all joy since I returned. My first January in Lebanon has been cold and wet, and sadly enough marked by deadly bombattacks and riots. Last Friday another carbomb took many lives, and then what was presumably going to be a peaceful demonstration against the electrisity problems in the country developed into bloody riots Sunday night. The situation is more tense than in a long time, and many are obviously afraid and worried about the further development, even though they don`t talk too much about it. The lebanese are tired and fed up with all the violence and insecurity, and they just want to live their lives in peace and quiet. This it is not hard to understand. Even though I`ve just lived here for 4 and some months I too can feel the stress, despair, fear and anger that comes from the constantly tense situation and the continual attacks. Some days it is all a bit too much to handle alone, and in these moments I`m extra thankful that I have my dear Trude here with me. 7abibti!:)
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