After a few days of group planning, I booked my ticket through Expedia and was all set to go. I flew to Paris on the initial part of the journey and landed in Beirut at sunset the following day. As the plane made final descent into the Beirut Rafic-Hariri International airport, I glanced a peek through another person’s window seat in the same row. The sun was low in the sky, its blood orange color casting the skyline in pink glow. The Mediterranean Sea shimmered below me like a silver platter. It was one of the most…