A Passion For...

I was just thinking that what distinguishes people is their passion about something. Some people are passionate about art, others about science, and some about history or travelling, etc... What is my passion? Is what we are passionate about attractive to other people?

A part of my attraction to others is mainly for what they are passionate about. This may be a way to judge them or to find if they are interesting or boring, courageous or cowards... These people can give us some new ideas that may change our life by killing boredom.

Passion creates to them an aura. I met a person that I think is great. He has a passion for writing notes and he is brilliant which is why passion needs a talent to be completed. I also met a person who is fond of photography, and the pictures he takes are more than amazing. He worked on every single photo to make it look different, genuine. I have met a girl that is passionate about clubbing, and her whole life stands on that. In this case, passion started to become a vice. She cannot live without clubbing every single night to the point where she becomes very depressed if she missed. Her friend is passionate about clothes. She has a great style and is always coming up with something new to wear, but again, there she is stuck in a vicious circle to become a shopaholic...

Since I was a kid, I was always passionate about cameras. I had my first camera when I was eight years old, and I still remember very well that my mother gave me 20,000 Ecuadorian Sucres at that time to buy it. The color of that camera was pink and it really did work! I think that was my first passion. I am still fond of photography and I try to take the best pictures although I hope that one day I would be able to afford a professional camera!

Now, I am passionate about many things other than photography. A very good friend of mine who is French, Thierry, introduced me to the passion of travelling. Because of him I love being in new countries. Meeting new people, getting introduced to new cultures, walking on old streets, watching sunsets and sunrises, feeling the heat or getting cold which are never the same in any other country... I am waiting to see if life will be hiding for me a new passion so I can grow with it...

My first Blog - Being in Lebanon

I have always admired other people's blogs. This is where I thought: why wouldn't I write a blog too? Even if my English is not perfect, I will try my best to write what I think, and share some of my thoughts with you.

Lately, I've been spending most of the time being with myself. I enjoy the silence, but silence in Lebanon - where I am currently living - is always being interrupted by the cars' horns, loud music coming from a Lebanese gigolo's car "boofer", and from the neighbours living above me that decide to move their chairs every five minutes... But I don't care as long as I can spend my time gazing at the breath taking view of the Mediterranean sea from the balcony of my parents' apartment.

When I try to break this "silence" at night, I turn on my little Renault Clio car - so called Jaafarique - and go towards the very famous district in Lebanon, Gemmayzeh. I am always fascinated by this place. This avenue is always crowded with young people, pretty girls that look like they are in a beauty contest wearing their fashionable clothes, and again the Lebanese gigolo in his latest Porsche giving it - with his heart in his hand - to the "Valet Parking"... No matter what you see at this place, it is always astonishing. The old traditional buildings that have been renovated glow so beautifully in the dark, and give you a nostalgic feeling of what Beirut was back in the days... Beirut, a city that has been built over seven old Beiruts that have drowned through the years is the place where you can always find Roman ruins in any of its corners...

At night, Lebanon is pretty; but sometimes during the day you will wonder why did its lights disappear...