I know I’ve been MIA for the last few months. It’s only because I recently became someone’s mom, and getting into the swing of parenthood took some time. A lot of time. And a lot of apps.
If you’ve spent more than five minutes in Beirut, you’ve probably lamented its nonexistent sidewalks and been stuck in at least one battered, smoke-sputtering service.
Ever wonder why it was called the Golden Age of Lebanon? A recently unearthed tourism video from the ’60s offers some pretty solid insight.
It’s no secret that life for a migrant worker in Lebanon can leave much to be desired.
This title is a bit misleading. I actually don’t have a clue how to have a baby in Beirut but, at five months pregnant, I have some time to figure it out. Continue reading “HOW TO: HAVE A BABY IN LEBANON”