Take Me There

Top 10 places I’d like to Visit

  1. Athens, Greece88786323-56a3b0fc5f9b58b7d0d331f2(For it’s history, mythology and culture)
  2. London, Englandlondon(For it’s architecture, museum and experiencing the tube)
  3. Paris, Franceeiffel-tower-paris-france(Simply because I’ve always wanted to go to the top of the Eiffel tower)
  4. Madrid, Spainmadrid-5(For the culture, art and cathedrals)
  5. Florence, Italy636018720314907846447253188_florence20italy(For the art and architecture)
  6. Sydney, Australiaazamara_quest_in_sydney-australia-sydney(Just because I want to go)
  7. New York City, USAliberty2(For the Statue of Liberty and Times Square)
  8. Vancouver, Canadaaerial_sunset_vancouver_a59b88be-e776-43cb-8d46-efe3117ac949(For the art, music, theaters and music scenes)
  9. Prague, Czech Republicprague_hero(For it’s architecture and beauty)
  10. Giza, Egyptegyptian-pyramids-hero-h(I mean… why not?)

Take Me Back

Something I miss

I have all the feels about his particular post.

Three years ago (2015) I spent most of my summer in Lebanon visiting family and friends. It still makes me smile when I mention my visit to anyone. I consider it to be the trip of a life time and I can’t wait to go back.

One of my fondest memories from my visit is the time when my cousins and I drove across the country to walk through the Cedars of Lebanon.

As I close my eyes, I can feel the cool, crisp air. The memory of climbing over large rocks and tree roots as I walk down the winding path, brings me joy. The patches of  sun beating down on my shoulders and the warmth it brings my body is exhilarating. I can reach out and touch the leaves between my fingers; their texture is soft yet rough. I am at ease with the people I am with.

I miss:

Family and friends.
The late nights sharing drinks and anecdotes.
The hot days of Beirut.
The family lunches and dinners.
Being called ‘my cousin from Canada’.
Hiking in the mountains.
Swimming in the ocean.
Driving down winding roads to new adventures.
Being teased about my Arabic pronunciation.
Teasing them about their English.
Playing bubble soccer.
Sitting on the beach.
The promises made and kept.
Bar hoping and day drinking.
Dancing in the car.
The shenanigans, pranks, and silly stunts.
The paparazzi.
The way my aunt and mom used to dance when they were happy.
My uncle’s dad jokes.
‘Kiss me again’ as a recurring curse.
… so, so much more.

But mostly, I miss the experience, and the cherished the memories.