thunderstorm

Starting a blog in Beirut, on a Sunday evening, in the beginning of November, while sitting on the kitchen sofa and not being connected to the internet.
Outside there is rain and thunderstorm. The neighbours close their curtains, rain is running down on them and on the walls and getting down to the balconies - and a bit is finding its way into the kitchen here. I drank too much tea and ‘Bebsi’ to have an early night I feel. And thunder again. I just left my place at the balcony door from where I was watching the rain falling and the flash of lightning on the sky.
It has been only two weeks that I am in Beirut. Arriving in the last summer heat, at least it felt like when coming from Berlin, and now catching the beginning of autumn with a lot of rain and thunderstorms. It is not that I am only planning to write about the weather, but about all kinds of things I see and hear, what this city and the other places I go to will make me perceive and reflect upon. Nevertheless the effects of sun, rain and temperature can’t be excluded from this.
Starting a blog in English, writing in English and then perhaps really posting it feels strange as it is not my mother tongue and I am not a proficient writer in this language either. But still, how to write to you in Berlin, Oslo, Paris, Kairo, Oman and elsewhere?
Starting a blog and only posting it later, seams not to be real blogging, not ‘just in time writing’ yet.
Starting a blog and not telling anybody about it…Starting a blog just in my imagination and not posting this text anywhere… - this wouldn’t be starting a blog.
I’ll see. Still, the name is not decided yet.
It is getting stormy now.