I have just finished the 4th and final day of my training programme. The programme was provided through Qualeb (Quality for Lebanon – part of the Ministry of Trade and Industry, funded by the European Union) to laboratory staff in Lebanon and is aimed at helping Lebanese companies compete in global markets. The training package I have supplied is to help laboratories understand the requirements of ISO 17025:2005 and its implementation.
There were an average of 22 delegates on each day, but not necessarily the same 22 (!) During the course of the 4 days delegates would attend for the part of the course they needed and their colleagues would attend other days. This worked for them – do it worked for me.
The course has been well-received, I have had good feedback from all the delegates. I must say I have had a great time – the delegates (all Lebanese) have been open and friendly; a delight to teach and network with during the breaks and I hope to go back soon.
Beirut is a fascinating city, before I went I will admit to being a little apprehensive (this is my first visit and all I knew was the media hype). As expected, the hype only highlighted negatives. My hotel (Markazia Monroe Suites) is a 5 star hotel about 1/4 mile from the parliament in downtown, the staff are wonderful and the hotel magnificent. I have not a single complaint about my room (a Junior Suite) which provides a great living space. On my first morning as I was waiting the taxi I noticed a bell boy inspecting the fixtures for dust – this show a pride in their hotel which seems to permeate throughout the place. The downtown area is a mix of extremes – there is a magnificent yellow mosque next to a smaller but well-appointed church opposite a shell of a building that use to be a cinema. Most of the shops are for high value items – Burberry, Porsche etc. So there is an affluence but just outside downtown (the “suburbs”?) there is a bustle of humanity all living on top of each other in a morass of roads and high rise buildings (most of which don’t look completed). I passed one high rise where the outside walls had not been erected there were only 1/2 panels and I could see people living in the rooms beyond. But this lends a charm to the place. The people are so friendly, I have had conversation with people on the street, taxi drivers, restaurant staff – they were all friendly and genuinely pleased that someone was taking the time to talk with them. On one taxi journey the taxi driver started to try to teach me Arabic, so I then taught him some Welsh! And I feel safe when walking around the city – be it at 4pm or 11:30pm walking back alone from a restaurant; and there are areas in London where I couldn’t say that, so I think that’s a testimony to the place. That’s not to say that there aren’t problems – there are areas of Lebanon which are currently no-go areas (Tripoli in the north, as an example) and everyone is mindful that troubles could be coming their way. I hope it doesn’t.
I look forward to returning later this year.