#Beiteddine Palace

[batataship]

Some cute pics I took while visiting Beiteddine Palace in Lebanon 🇱🇧 The nature in Lebanon is astonishing <3. The two girls in the first picture were sitting so peaceful together that I had to take a picture. I also liked how random people added “I love you” on the paper in the second picture. We need more love and humanity in this world!!

[shinjiaratani]

Beiteddine palace, Lebanon ©Shinji Aratani

[thesarahfiles]

On August 1st, 2003 Sarah sang "The War is Over" with Kadim Al Sahir at the Beiteddine Art Festival in Lebanon. The Beiteddine Festival is one of the leading festivals in the Middle East. It takes place annually in a magnificent 200-year-old Palace in the Chouf District in the Mount Lebanon Governorate. 

[malaysiatravelagency]

Experience the Enchantment of Lebanon: Your Journey Through History, Culture, and Scenic Beauty

Lebanon, a country where history, culture, and natural beauty converge, offers an unforgettable travel experience. From the bustling streets of Beirut to the ancient ruins of Baalbek, and the serene mountains of the Chouf, Lebanon is a destination that captivates the senses and enriches the soul.

Our travel agency specializes in crafting personalized itineraries that allow you to explore the diverse wonders of Lebanon. Begin your journey in Beirut, a city known for its vibrant nightlife, rich history, and Mediterranean charm. Walk along the Corniche, explore the National Museum, and indulge in delicious Lebanese cuisine at local restaurants.

Venture into the mountains to discover the picturesque villages of the Chouf region, where you can visit the magnificent Beiteddine Palace and enjoy the natural beauty of the cedar forests. For history enthusiasts, the ancient ruins of Baalbek in the Beqaa Valley offer a glimpse into Lebanon’s rich past, with their grand temples and well-preserved relics from the Roman era.

[soliloquyinthedark]

Beiteddine Palace in Beiteddine, Mount Lebanon, Lebanon

[inthinktaxi]

Emir Bashir II of the Shihab dynasty, who later became the ruler of the Mount Lebanon Emirate, built the palace between 1788 and 1818. After 1840, the palace was used by the Ottomans as a government building. During the French Mandate it served as a local administrative office.

[hananbouakl]

🖤Awesome 19th century Lebanese 🇱🇧 #architecture: ✨magical colored glass windows 🌲latticework balconies with intricate #woodwork 🛀🏻 open Turkish #baths . . #beiteddine #palace #heritage #hermitage #discoverlebanon #chouf #art #culture #history #tradition #education #arthistory #mosaics #design with @liuhath @livelove.chouf @livelovebeiteddine (at Beiteddine Palace) https://www.instagram.com/p/Btsqu8Bgmur/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sagzjhxh7b1w

[tastyerrands]

#Windows at the #beiteddine #palace. #LebaneseArchitecture #WindowsOfLebanon #BeiteddinePalace #Travelingram #LiveLoveBeiteddine #LebaneseSummer #Throwback #Lebanon2019 @beiteddine @livelovebeiteddine (at Beiteddine Palace) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ54utZsucW/?utm_medium=tumblr

[farizak]

#Repost @miraminpalace with @get_repost ・・・ As long as the sun rises we’ll have beautiful sunsets like this. Our #summersunset event is on a break due to the #lockdown , but we will be back stronger. #staysafe so we can celebrate the come back together 💃. #beiteddine #chouf #music #dj #visitchouf #vibes #world #quarantinelife #dance #happiness #palace #luxury #travel #discover #livelife #love https://www.instagram.com/p/CDXjRvRp7w3/?igshid=19e31exs5q9j9

[sillybub]

The cast of CAST (World Tour, 2002) warms up and performs open-air at the Beiteddine Palace in Lebanon.

This is the first (and so far, only) time CATS has been performed in the Middle-East.  It ran for six days and opened a summer festival featuring many other performers.  

See below for bonus trivia!

To commemorate its debut in the Middle-East, the junkyard set was personalized with a license plate in Arabic: ٦٢٥١٨ (62518).  See if you can spot the numbers through the absolutely tanked gif quality!

[ikimono-clips]

Stained glass windows in the Internal Hall of Beiteddine Palace, Mount Lebanon Governorate, Beit ed-Dine, Lebanon by Eric Lafforgue

[wearelebanon]

The marvelous Beiteddine 🏡 📸 @dr.firaschakra #WeAreLebanon (at Beiteddine Palace) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgRkKOVNnDY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[shinjiaratani]

Beiteddine palace, Lebanon ©Shinji Aratani

[thesarahfiles]

On August 1st, 2003 Sarah sang "The War is Over" with Kadim Al Sahir at the Beiteddine Art Festival in Lebanon. The Beiteddine Festival is one of the leading festivals in the Middle East. It takes place annually in a magnificent 200-year-old Palace in the Chouf District in the Mount Lebanon Governorate. #sarahbrightman #kadimalsahir #kazemalsaher #lebanon

[nogarlicnoonions]

#BeiteddinePalace (Arabic: قصر بيت الدين‎) is a 19th-century #palace in #Beiteddine, #Lebanon. It hosts the annual #BeiteddineFestival and the Beiteddine Palace #Museum. (at Beit Ed-Deen, Mont-Liban, Lebanon) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzx_TBnBv6o/?igshid=4csecl2uljz2

[hilalchouman]

How de we keep the cling?

The nihilistic sarcasm aside, it is pretty sad and traumatic to see this country going into shit like this at such a speed. The anxiety keeps taking a surrealistic shape. We were born amid crises, we lived with them, and we always managed to find a balance, or suppress this trauma and build up a bubble in which we hid. In that sense, everybody has their own musical moments that can be linked to places, times, and people. Fairouz songs contributed to that immensely. It was always a voice that came from the future, or at least this is how we dealt with it: an unforeseen, and probably impossible, future. We knew that, deep inside. And there’s no right and wrong here. There’s no dumb and serious. That’s not how it works. This is the total opposite of the writings that refer to Fairouz as a representation of the 60s. We, born in the 80s and even 70s, didn’t know that Lebanon and that Fairouz. We knew the sarcastic Fairuz «مش فارقة معاي, I care Less», even the dystopian one «مات أهلي, My People Died», or the re-arranged Rahbani Brothers’ songs. Our relationship with the old songs was more of an homage to our parents. Was Fairouz an idol of an old past, or of a dreamy future that we always clinged to? It is a mix of this and that. I do tend to believe that there was no such Lebanon except in our heads. At least for the ones in our age. But, there is no shame in clinging to impossible dreams. Every nation needs such dreams. Even the  in-the-works nations. Now, It is pretty horrific to see all of this going away, not from the denial perspective, but even from the anxiety of noticing that they really took from us our moments, our own personal ones. Every second, every place, every person, every email. This Macron visit, in the context it is positioned in, doesn't tell us any future of any kind. It is more about preservation of a non dying present, not to mention the past. It reminds us again, that our moments were taken away in the most murderous way, and we are retrieving a “symbol” to justify the nothing-major-happened argument. It is not only about the continuity, it is about hijacking a fainting image of our future, residing in our heads. I was there when people were fighting about the “ملا إنت, Oh you!” Lyrics. I was there when she said “لعل وعسى, Probably and Perhaps” in Beiteddine. I was there when I heard the ad for “كان غير شكل الزيتون, Even Olives were different”. I was there when she sang “Beesan”. I was there when she sang  «شو في مساكين لو بقدر آويها / وناس استبد بضعيفها وقويها / واذا المسكين قلو شي آويها / بيكون فلتان لحظة من العذاب». I was there when she sang “جايي مع الشعب المسكين / Standing with my poor people». I was there when she sang “حبني بس حبني / Love me, but love me really». I was there when I even hated her latest elevator songs. This is part of it all. My mom didn’t attend her concert in Solidere. It was a political decision back then. And Rafic Hariri back then knew what he was doing. He was presenting his city of the future with the voice of the constant future. His city ended up to be the classical gentrification story. And when people now go to the martyr’s square it feels as if they are protesting in the nowhere, with empty massive glass buildings surrounding the people, absorbing the voice. In Dennis Villeneuve’s «enemy», a film adapted from Saramago’s «The Double», we see a spider taking over Montreal slowly slowly until it takes over the whole city, and reaches the bathroom of the doubled hero. Same story. Similarly, Solidere became a body for a massive spider with non ending legs of shore ugly buildings built by Hizballah, Amal, and other party’s business men. But in one second, all this glass broke on the ground and in our bodies. Not only that, stories are circulating about a new Solidere in the works. That's how much we are hostages in this. My mom didn’t attend the Fairuz concert in Solidere. Before I left Lebanon, Fairouz had a concert in Platea’s theater. And my mom’s last Fairouz concert was in the 70s at the Picadelly’s palace, a theater that burned 20 years ago and no one cared about. I made sure to get her tickets and made her sit in front. I found one ticket, so I decided that she should take it. The syrian revolution back then was in its beginnings. Fairouz sang with her old voice « إن ما سهرنا ببيروت منسهر بالشام, if we didn’t have our soiree in Beirut, we can have it in Damascus». It was a general line. It said nothing. It was meant not to say anything, but It said everything about our in-head-future. At the end of the concert, I could see a weird smile on my mother’s face mixed with an energized happiness. I do tend to believe that it was the smile of a retrieval of a future she clinged to, with all its past moments. That was enough back then, before I started to come less and less to the country. Is this romantic? probably. But we do deserve a romantic closure to the moments in our head. Don’t let anyone convince you that an emotional link with anything is wrong, and throw the “idol” argument towards you. It is a totally different context. It is an assumed easy talk that stays on the surface and doesn’t give history one of its major elements: Emotion. That’s even more traumatic. And to put it clear, Every genuine thing turns at a certain point into a kitsch. That doesn’t erase the fact that it was genuine and it will stay genuine. What is life, our stories, without such clinged-to emotions? What is a goodbye without a hope of a possible, even though fainting, future? And How can we say Goodbye Lebanon and keep protecting our stories? How can we keep the cling? How? That’s our current trauma.