Last year, I was about to bring my parents back from the airport, when I thought “let’s welcome them with a bouquet of roses!”. So I went to the florist, and parked. When I went out the car, the street was quite dark (because power cuts are very frequent in Lebanon), so I didn’t even notice that there was a “majrour”/pothole next to it.
In less than a second I was already down there, so I ended up my afternoon with numerous bruises, a horrible smell, no airport welcome, no flowers, and most of all 2h at the hospital (to make sure that there are no broken bones).
One year later, this pothole is here.
El Balad Machi, right?