Take a walk to downtown Brussels, a beautiful walk, a beautiful experience, so many shops and beautiful streets in between to stroll and see. Starting from the square, also known as Place Royale, down the beautiful street of Coudenberg and into the Grand place.
When in Brussels, there is so much to see, eat, try, and do before you leave to your next destination. Brussels is a nice city to take your time in exploring and wandering around, taking your time to breathe in every little beauty you find.
Brussels in 24 hours: You can start your day early walking towards the Justice Palace where you will have the space to see Brussels from a top view, this will give you the time to check out Brussels famous Flea market on your way down at Marolles which is open until 2pm, then as you head towards the Sablon area you will find a beautiful fort known as the Halle Gate, you will then reach the Notre Damn de la Chapelle which is at the start of the Grand Sablon, walking upwards towards the Petit Sablon, rest by the gorgeous fountain (my very favorite spot), then you will be heading towards the Royal Palace, where you will enjoy the gigantic architecture, right across of it is brussels park, where you can go for a walk or a resting point on a bench, then head down to Place Royale (the square), check out the beautiful street of Coudenberg, which you can then take a right if you wish to see the Cathedral of St. Michael and St. Gudula (which I missed unfortunately), and then back to Grand Place, check out the Mannekin Pis, pass by Saint Hubert, Town Hall (that should not be missed), Rue des Bouchers, and then head to Place Sainte Catherine for great seafood dinner.
Dear Loved Ones,
This world is soon to be gone,
Let us admire what is left of it, what surrounds us, what comes to us, and even what leaves us, let us turn our heads around and tilt our backs to the front, let us sit upside down and do hand stands, let us see the world from the other side, let us change the blacks into the whites and the roses into vases, let us not waste one more day, let us not wait one more minute, let us cherish every moment we walk through and in to, from the very moment of now till the very moment of the next, let no one stop you, let no one pull you, let you be in the surface of your own earth, standing with both feet touching your grounds, don’t wait for no one to tell you what to do or where to go, but listen instead to the bottom of your heart, let the heart beats direct you, let them guide you, close your eyes and use every other existing sense in you to feel and admire every living thing around you. Admire yourself, your body, your movements, admire your taste, your vision, the sound, admire your breath, the feel of the air against your body, admire the kisses that rain upon you, the arms that go around you, admire the people who sit beside you, the people who call and message you, admire the sun when it shines, the clouds that shades you, admire the sky that is so high, and the grounds that carry you, admire the shadows of people living by you, admire the scent of your meals and the scent of your nourishment, admire your presence, your presents presence, your belongings, your capability, capacity, your possibilities and your whole self.
CRISIS,
Whatever it is; CRISIS,
We create our own CRISIS,
All of it, like broken glass, just smash it down with your own stamp and turn them into the smallest pieces surfacing the bottom line of your skull,
CRISIS,
They scream out loud “IT IS CRISIS”
Who are they, and who determines what is CRISIS,
Why scream so loud, when all you can do is sweep the pieces off the floor, trash them or super glue them back together,
Choices,
They can be simple new choices,
Those crisis of yours can be better yet turned into choices,
Just look at what can be done and not what has been done,
Leave it, let it, mend it, just don’t turn everything into a whole black hole, where only your nose fits but then it is stuck, maybe forever, with a black hole on the tip-top of your nose, you will always have to live with it, you will always be the only one, SEEING IT.
Daily Prompt: Crisis
Giza, 1938 when life was about living, people were about freedom, and love was the meaning of everything.
To life back in the Middle East.
Photograph found at the ReOrient Magazine
You can also spend a day visiting different Island around Zanzibar, we went to Prison Island (also known as Changuu), which was a prison for rebellious slaves, since Zanzibar was a popular slave market (Zanji in Arabic stands for slave; Zanjibar). It is also a home for giant tortoises (turtles) who have been there since 1919. Four tortoises were gifted by the British, the bred quickly into 200 tortoises by the year 1955.
Click here to learn more about Zanzibar Island.
Need a break from the beach? Then it is time to explore the city which I also highly recommend and needs at least a full day, head to Stone Town, it is about an hour and half drive from Nungwi and Paje.
Visit the Emerson Spice Hotel which is truly gem, reserve ahead of time to have a drink or some food at their rooftop, Lukmaan is also a popular local restaurant. Check out the Darjani Market and buy their famous spices, visit the Old Fort, Foodhani gardens, Old Dispensary, Old Slave Market, House of Wonders, shop around, and explore their doors and architecture (they are very famous for their doors).
Click here to learn more about Zanzibar Island
House of Wonders
Magic Door
The Emerson Spice Hotel 
More Magic Doors
Darjani Market 
Old Fort
“Between life and death the most important thing that can happen to a man and to a woman is love. And love has many manifestations: meditation is one of the manifestations of love.” Osho
Let us pray and meditate for love to come around again upon Palestine, For love is Freedom, and when Freedom was living between us in Palestine, life was different.
This is a photograph found online of Yafa Street in Haifa, Palestine before the 1948 Israeli occupation.
Because who are you, if you are not so different from everyone else? Click here to learn more about the culture and life in Zanzibar.
In the Middle East (or as far as I know) in Palestine, Jordan, Lebanon and Syria; also known as Meghli or Karawia, is a dessert dish served warm or cold after giving birth. The house would be smelling like Moghli all month-long after the baby is born, people who come to congratulate the birth of the baby, come to meet the new-born, are served with Moghli.
This dessert is high in flavor, it is rice pudding made spiced with Caraway (for Karawia) cinnamon and garnished with your preference from pistachio, walnuts, raisins, pine nuts, coconut, or/and almonds.
It is interesting to have a specific dish associated to an occasion, as you relate a taste to it automatically, people in the Arab region (or at least in the countries I have mentioned above) expect to be served with a Moghli dish as they visit to see the baby. This is why it is always cooked in big quantity, and is sometimes even served at the hospital right after delivery.
So how do you serve your Moghli? Or how do you like it garnished? I personally love it served cold, with walnuts, coconut and with a little bit of pistachio on top.
Daily Prompt: Feast
Razan Masri 