I love Beirut because one can party till 6 in the morning and not realize that it is Wednesday morning.
I love Beirut because Beirut is live as if they are going to die tomorrow and party as if they are going to live forever.
I love Beirut because every Beiruti has a political opinion and will share it with you even if you could care less about his and you want to share yours with him.
I love Beirut for all the conspiracy theories and how people actually believe them.
I love Beirut because as soon as I arrive at one of my friends houses his mom makes me to the kitchen & becomes the spokesperson of the refrigerator.
I love Beirut because one can smell gardenia, and jasmine.
I love Beirut because strawberries taste like strawberries & fruits taste like fruits.
I love Beirut because of the traffic jams and the people you meet because of them.
I love Beirut because we can differentiate between Civilians and Militants.
I love Beirut because we feel that it is better to die standing than to live on our knees.
I love Beirut because on MEA we can clap in unison when we are about to land.
I love Beirut not because it is my city, but because it is the city of Everyone.
I love Beirut because when I explain Beirut to my friends, my friends see the passion of Beirut in my eyes.
I love Beirut for no reason. I love Beirut for all the reasons of the "world".