Not lus for the sticky sweat of a bus ride to get from Beirut to the mountains today, I was thrilled to find myself on one of three new buses gracing Beirut's roads. Gone are any plastic-covered or spring-revealing seats and tacky curtains. Today I enjoyed extra leg room while my bag could stay near me without being stuck up front with the driver. Only problem is that this bus seems a little wider than its predecessors and we had a bit of a struggle in one of the narrow streets of Mar Mikhael. Oh, and what you can't see in the pics is the fresh air of the blissful air conditioner.