In 4 and a half hour, a mini-cab will be picking me up from home straight to Heathrow... I am going to Beirut. My mind has been empty for the past week, already transported to sunny Atlas beach, and the comfort of my Broumana home. No mice, no pantry bugs (yup, a new infestation...), no chicken shop smell, no draft beers, and flat tyres, and no more Zindibad phonecards. I've waxed my bikini line, stocked up on rollies - smoking 2 packs a day when on Gitanes! - bleached my tummy hair, plucked my eyebrows, gotten the familia their gifts, bought sunglasses, and packed my suitcase 5 hours ahead of time.
I've been a carcass these past days... can't wait to be home.
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BABES.. on what number can i contact u when u get here to the sunny part of our world?
I like your blog. It keeps me in touch with Britain. This is odd because I am British and living in the Middle East - three years in Lebanon one year in Qatar. I don't normally approve of these diary style blogs, but yours works and its funny. I have a feeling that we share friends because I had Lebanese graphic designer friends who have lived/are living in London. Anyway as you can see its a boring day at work and I felt compelled to tell you this.
Good luck
I like your blog. It keeps me in touch with Britain. This is odd because I am British and living in the Middle East - three years in Lebanon one year in Qatar. I don't normally approve of these diary style blogs, but yours works and its funny. I have a feeling that we share friends because I had Lebanese graphic designer friends who have lived/are living in London. Anyway as you can see its a boring day at work and I felt compelled to tell you this.
Good luck
No more stress about coming back to London Rasha thanks to THE BIG VALUE PACK:SANMEX FLY AND WASP KILLER!
YOUPIIIII!!!! Hope I'll be coming home to an infestation-free flat! Thanks roomie!
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