Life does make us cry many times but that doesn't mean that it doesn't crack us up at other times (!).
So, the other day, I was walking to one of my favorite breakfast spots in Hamra and just as I was about to walk into the place and have a Labneh sandwich, a pigeon decides to act like one and shit all over my head. Thankfully I have a scarf covering my clean hair, still wet after my morning shower!
As I was washing my hands vigorously under running water and laughing the incident away, something really odd came back to me:
My first day at AUB, a hot sticky September morning, as I was walking up the stairs leading from the women's dorms to the upper campus, a pigeon decides to act like one and shit all over my shoulder (!)
I step out again into the humid weather of Beirut and bustling streets of Hamra, look up at the sky and smile.Thanks to the Beiruti pigeons and their shitty welcome and farewell, I will never forget this place that gave me the best memories of my life and luckiest incidents I can ever recall.
Beirut
4.7.2009
