The Real Adaptive Reuse
I love southern Lebanon. Where else do the kindly old men selling phoenician (or phoenician-like) trinkets invite you to see the byzantine castle behind their shop that at one point doubled as a fortress for the French?
I love the southern Lebanese. And here’s why, sure it was a byzantine castle, and sure, the french used it as a fortress, but that’s not stopping anyone from re-appropriating a rock or two here and there to reno their porch. I’m not an anti-preservationist. I would be truly sad should the fabric of this unique city disappear. That said, immobility creeps me out. There is a comfort in knowing that there are some places that never stop evolving. Tyre is a living city.
Thanks to Ahmad, the best impromptu guide a girl could ask for.
