Went back the following day to the administrative offices in the airport. Needed a special permit to enter passengers arrivals area. I was directed to a room with shelves and luggage piled up everywhere. Happily, my 2 bags, and most importantly the one with the lights and sounds, were there!
What followed was a series of unpacking, figuring out internet connections, charging batteries, family reunions, jet lag and adjustment to sounds and smells of Beirut. New buildings, new street, and old areas I navigated through unconsciously surprising myself how I would remember as if I was here yesterday, while forgetting basic details, like which floor my aunt lived on and taking the elevator, one floor after the other to check out the doors.