by Penny,
Greetings from the Rainbow Warrior
We have been in Beirut for two weeks now. I am reaccustomed to women who do not cover their hair and faces. There are women here who are veiled, but most aren't. It's odd, Beirut has long been in my mind as one of those dodgy places that I would love to visit but never thought that I would. In the 1980's, when I started to become aware of politics, Lebanon was a war zone. So my first, and most enduring, impression of this city is of a city at war or under siege. There are definitely aspects of that in this hilly city. Soldiers are found on every corner. At some intersections, military dudes lounge atop tanks, parked behind orange pylons. Yesterday I saw a soldier casually having a smoke and a chat while leaning on his civilian buddies motorbike. Here, as in all the other countries we have visited on this tour, I am obviously a foreigner. Many of the military personnel I pass while walking the streets of the city greet me and try to engage me in conversation. This is in stark contrast to the hostile and confrontational nature of the american military we encountered in Bahrain.




Mike Fincken is aboard the Rainbow Warrior as part of the 