A sunday in Tyre. The most south located city I’ve visited in Lebanon so far. I’ve already been here about a year ago, but I didn’t visit it’s local excalvation site and some other ruins. Sven drove about and hour and a half and I tried to guide us from Beirut to Tyre. En route we saw large orange groves and other areas of arable land.
Entering Tyre. First feeling: time stands still.
The outskirts of the city are not very busy.
The corniche. Unlike the cornice in Beirut, you won’t encounter too many people having a walk here.
We walked past the harbor, through some small alleyways and started the morning with a quite good breakfast and strong arabic coffee. To me, thats always the best part of the weekend.
After that, we came across the first site with old ruins and mosaics and columns …
…of course photographs or martyrs(?).
Tyre seems to be build around the ruins. I’ve heard, that you can snorkel at the beach and still find many old columns and ruins in the water. Definitely my plan for the summer.
Closeup one of the inscriptions.
It was a hazy day.
Try to imagine this place alive. It must have been pretty.
Seemed like a alley to me.
Later on we walked through the souks in search for lunch. I wasn’t in the mood to capture every aspect of that day, so the few photographs should show some impressions of Tyre.
With some other colleagues we sneaked in this little chapel. We’ve opened the main gate and walked inside the atrium. It was a beautiful place. We saw some people praying and had a look inside the church.
We’ve rested here for a while and stood in silence. If church, or synagoge, or mosque, it’s always good to calm here.