Cyprus and Lebanon are only 100 miles apart; although I’d thought that the Middle East was a good deal further. There’s only one early flight per day connecting the two, forcing me to drag myself out of bed after 3 hours sleep on Friday morning to head for Larnaca Airport. Ibiza-Palma Mallorca had always been the shortest flight I’ve been on. You ascend for ten minutes, sit a cruising altitude for a further five, and then come down again. Our MEA flight to Beirut was even quicker and absolutely packed. I was intrigued to know whether the majority of the 200 passengers were Cypriot or Lebanese- both countries are boiling hot at this time of year, so I tried to speculate why there should be so much demand for cross border holiday travel.
Whilst Beirut is undeniably chaotic, it’s a long way from the perception of many Europeans. 20 years ago the city went from being a rich playground and the ‘Paris of the Middle East’ to somewhere plagued by civil war and kidnappings. These days it’s well on its way back to the comparisons with Paris. For the past couple of years I’ve been on the radio on Mix FM in Lebanon and this was my second visit, on this occasion for a large open-air event at the St George’s Yacht Club.
The party was put together by ever-growing US club brand Crobar, and also featured US dj George Acosta and the singer Jes from Motorcycle. After watching the Germany v Argentina match, our party headed to an open-air restaurant for a long meal of Arabic mezze. This style of food is similar to what’s found in Greece, Turkey and Cyprus, and I can’t get enough. During our meal hordes of cars decked with German flags drove past, hooting loudly at the German World Cup victory. I couldn’t really understand such passion for another country’s win, but I guess the Lebanese didn’t have their own team in the finals.
As I learned on my first visit in Nov 2004, Lebanese clubbers are a cool bunch, and an open-air environment will always put me in an effervescent mood. I span from 2 til 3.30am under the clear Mediterranean sky, with the tall towerblocks of rapidly developing Beirut as a backdrop. The pictures already posted on this site provide a flavour. I never know which is more unreliable- my limited powers of description in this column or equally cack-handed photography. Hopefully a combination of the two should put you in the picture…
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