London is becoming more and more like Beirut.
There's too much Hummous in my fridge. Everyone says Yalla all the time. My arabic has improved in the last two years. And my flatmate does a riz aa djej that rivals that of my mum's...
Maybe that's why I love my job so much, I can pretend I'm actually in London again.
Although they've now asked me to help curate an exhibition about Beirut Art (that's Kerbaj and Zeina El-Khalil to you and me.)
Akkkkhhhhh....
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4 comments:
Glad you're back...
you're not back.
you're in london.
one of us is dillusional.
haha.. back on the blog scene i meant!
oh, right.
i should have thought of that.
well i think she disappeared again.
rasha!!!!!!!
where did you go???
come back!
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