another Monot

This past Sunday i went to Monot, a district in Beirut well known for the nightlife that sprung up there in the mid-nineties. I was surprised and happy to find something that put a smile on my husband and my face. In a large parking lot we found a group of men playing cricket. As this is not a common recreational activity in our country, i was for the first time experiencing what baseball must have been born from, being played right there in front of my eyes. Their shirts said Sri Lanka Criquet, and it was such a pleasure to see this spot transformed, even if so temporarily, into a place of leisure activity rather than the ordinary exhaust filled standing lot that it normally is.