Final DesTinat!on

Beirut.

No matter how I imagine our final destination.. it always goes back to Beirut.

.... So we leave to study abroad.. met, then got together... where to go?

Beirut.

Or... say we marry... and after Bahrain's Crimson dream is achieved, what shall we do?

go to Beirut, of course!

Soliduier... <3

Everyday we would wake up to have coffee in one of the many cafes sometime nearing sunset..

where the sun is still clear enough to have me wearing my Ray Bans!

... We would go buy books by every week.. then neglect them because we got caught up with our own connotations~

In dawns where we haven't slept yet- we tackle those books for our money's worth...

my slims on one side... your lights's on the other~

... our balcony over looks the pier.

..Smokes.

Politics.

The Sea.

The breeze...

"NasSam 3alaina el.hawaa... mn mfraa2 el.waadi"

aaakkh~ Beirut <3

"Lii Bayroot..."

Picture Perfect~

It is White.. with a clear frontage of two big windows and a dark wooden door.
The drive through is dim.. a tiny source of light is hanging somewhere on the wooden door, where if you look closer.. you can almost see the inside of an off-white/creamie setting.
Back to the Windows... which to me are the appeal; Natures hand through tree vines made their way to both edges of the separated windows. Hugging each from a different corner. Pefectly meshing the colors of green, white and hints of faded yellow/brown leafs...
There is no sign of a fence... the territory is perfectly marked by the front lawn that stretched all the way to the sandy edge of the drive through.
between the grassy front is a brick plated pathway, again.. its is perfectly marked by Amadillo side lights.

"Twice remodeled~"
"really?!.. uh- is that a Blue room??"
"9alatnaa.."
"woah.. I Envy"

There in Nuzha, stands our own portrait of the "All White American Dream"