The startup upstart

As he helped me gather my bags and wished me well, the taxi driver on my recent trip to the airport expressed hope that I was leaving for a short trip and would soon return home, because, he said, Lebanon depended on its youth to prosper. I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad — happy because I had just met one of few who still believed in this country or sad because he felt the need to tell me his bittersweet wish. While I had already planned a business trip to Dubai, it was expedited by the rise of the occasional bomb, a phenomenon someone cleverly compared to a game of Minesweeper recently. I was, for the first time in a long time, afraid to leave my home. But entrepreneurship is no desk job; it’s a networking and ‘drive around the city’ job. Just one month into what