Lebanon Resorts

PLEASE READ…TRUE STORY IN LEBANON

Well I live in New York. And that year it was my sister and I who were going to Lebanon. We had looked everywhere for tickets, they were literally all sold out, at first we found one for the 23 of june (2006), but there was a problem with that one, and then we found two other tickets and more problems with those tickets, and then FINALLY we found tickets for the 11th of July, 2006. We (my sister and I) were soo happy to aboard the airplane. My dad wouldn’t have let us go to Lebanon if he knew there had been any clashes, but the truth was the clashes didn’t start until we were in the airplane for a couple of hours. In the airplane, there was actually a 40 minute delay because of the traffic (via swiss). There was actaully a possibility that we would have had to stay in a hotel in Geneva because of the delay. But finally we flew and got to lebanon in time on the 11 of July, 5pm. My family greeted me and told me that my uncle had been in the south, and he had heard gun shots, she told me about the gunfire, and about the hostages. It seriusly felt soo good to be home (ya watani bhebak). Anyways I fell asleep pretty late (because I was still accustomed to the U.S time. But I fell asleep with my psp headphones off, and then 5 ocklock in the morning my whole family heard gunshots, except I. So my cousin comes up to me, (AT 5AM)…..wake up wake up, didn’t you hear. I was too lazy/sleepy, but finally I woke up (I jumped up) when I heard an Israeli bomb about 6 blocks away, literally. We turned on the tv and saw that they had bombed the bridge to the airport.So my cousin and I walk to the baranda (balcony) to see what up, and then another bomb came down, I felt the air coming from it and the vibration. I ran away and hit myself tripping on the floor (lol). Anyways, on the coarse of the day, it was normal, my dad called, and everything, talked to my mom, it was alright. Then in the night, omg, the warships had besieged lebanon, every 3-5 minutes you would hear a bomb. It was soo scarry (but exciting at the same time). I thought our house would be next, we but beds in the middle of the house in the hallway so that no bullets could get at us, but nobody could sleep, my sister was crying, i felt bad for her because it was only her second time comming to Lobnan (it was normal for me, because one eventually gets used to it =] ) so anyways, later on, I was eating a lafet za3tar, there was no electricity, so we turned on a tv on batteries and we saw Sayed Hassan (with his speech where he addresses the warship being bombed). Everybody was soo excited, omg, and two seconds later, you just hear gunshots from everywhere SO we went to the hallway as not to get shot.The rest of the day we slept fine (somehow?). The next day my dad ordered us to move at 5 oclock in the morning, i was already awake using my computer hehe, so we finally get ready and about 8 oclock we move (we took our passports, all documents, and a little bit of clothes). We went to the DOHA. It was soo much fun over there, we couldn’t feel much of the war, and i met one of my best friends over there who is my cousin and used to live in America. So everyday we had fun, (ps2) and sahrat (staying up late) Damma (turkish checkers), untill the day my dad ordered us (my sister and I ) to go to america VIA the Orient Queen Cruise. I wass sooo sad, my sisters body temperature went up, it was all sooo sad. The next day while we were packing we learned that our American cousins had also decided to leave with us to america, which made our day much better, but it was soo sad..Over all my experience was fun…

A moment of silence for all of the lebanese who died in this war….

Do you guys have any stories?