Well when in Lebanon........
So cousin Mansour yelled at us to get in his car and off we went for a drive in the Mts. He showed us where he fought in the cilvil war, and he got shot, and he still had his guns, grenades, and machine gun...and not afraid to use them if needed. We saw the ski areas and we saw snow...and then...we ran into Syrian Bedouin camps...... we got out and they asked to come into their tents and smoke the hookah! I mean that is a social norm. Instead, we went to pet their goats...then we found out they had fresh goat milk Lebneh....which is basically yogurt that is strained until the whey is out and then it is firmer and a bit more pungent. We bought a kilo, and brought it back to b&b. I had it for breakfast with homemade kibbeh.
After the mountain adventure..we came
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