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Horsh Beirut or „Bois des Pines“ is just next to my house, I can see it from the terrasse.
It is great to have one of the onliest big parks of Beirut close to where you live. It it not really a forest anymore, as the it was used as firewood during the civil war and bombed in the Israeli Invasion in 1982. But in 1990 the French founded the replantation of Pines there. Even if it is today surronded by big streets with a lot of traffic, inside it seems to be a green oasis… However the problem with the park is, that it is not open to the public, except a little part. You need a spezial license to enter – for which as I was told you need to be a residents over 35 years old.
As after some weeks in Beirut I felt the need to do some kind of excercise to relax a bit, I now joined the local habit: walking around the park. Most people who do so are dressed in jogging clothes but most of them are actually not jogging but practicing „mashi sari3“, which means walking fast, also a common activity along the Corniche. With the MP3 player on high volume and looking on the side of the forest, it is nearly a relaxing (“sportive”) activity…
egypt in my mind, watching news, reading posts and tweets, worrying about what is gonna happen tomorrow, this night, in the next minutes on tahrir. the virtual closeness and insurmountable distance at the same time is absurd, caught in the maelstrom of nearly “live” news while lying comfortably in my bed.
all this after a two-day seminar on internet culture…
trying to stay offline for this night now, masr 3ala bali.
ash clouds in the air and i cannot leave berlin to restart my life 1000 kilometers further north
it is not too bad as the sun is back here
the sky is super blue and calm
as if the time just stopped
and granted us some “time-off”
i don’t know whether i want this moment to finish soon
or just stay a bit longer off-time