Al Mah Hata

Address: Khaled Ibn Al Waleed, St., Damascus, Syria | Hotel
 
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Location

This hotel, located on Khaled Ibn Al Waleed, St., Damascus, is near Damascus Center, Sayyida Ruqayya Mausoleum, Apamea, and Hejaz Railway.
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Travel Blogs from Damascus

My First Discovery

A travel blog entry by trinidadrh on Mar 25, 2011

2 comments, 3 photos

... of Syria. An enormous wave of people rolled through the street. They were amazingly boisterous, vocal and unified. They proudly carried national flags and photos of their President as they chanted in unison. In that moment, I was excited and concerned. Yet, as the crowd got closer, I could tell that the marchers were not angry protesters, but joyous people happily declaring their support of their President and ...

Welcome to Damascus

A travel blog entry by jmckerricher on Nov 05, 2010

... mouths, young children shrieked with delight as they greedily licked giant cones of hand churned ice cream dipped in crushed pistachios, grandmothers walked away from pomegranate juice stalls with crimson mustaches. My stomach began to eat itself. But I was stuck with them, Margot and Zuzu, committed to joining them for lunch, to abandon them now was not an option. I took solace in the thought that they wouldn't walk all this way if the place ...

In Damascus

A travel blog entry by kaisersnuggle on Sep 12, 2010

9 photos

... Damascus (Acts 9). The church was pretty simple, had some icons depicting scenes from Paul's life.

Had a hamburger for dinner-- had meat, egg, cheese, french fries, pickle, and tomato. Had a fresh orange juice too, with ice, which may or may not be made from local tap water-- if it is, I, like Paul, will have my own Damascus experience in the morning.


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Damascus - A weekend break in the Axis of Evil

A travel blog entry by cessna152 on Sep 09, 2010

17 photos

... was awash with noise - yapping toy dogs, peddlers shouting for custom, pomegranate juice sellers clinking glasses, and people yelling to be heard above the din. “Look at these,” said Angela pointing at a stall selling stuffed birds of prey. Falcons, buzzards and eagles were all for sale, some with snakes clasped in their beaks. A couple of abaya-wearing women were looking at them while the owner of the stall hovered nearby. “I think this is the best souq I’ve been ...

Damn that Bloody Sun... and the Israelis

A travel blog entry by bernie-s on Aug 04, 2010

3 comments

... at all. It becomes mentally exhausting. Moving from air conditioned place to air conditioned place. Structuring your day around the sun, as you calculate a route that incorporates the most amount of shade. Your bottle of frozen-solid water has completely melted by the time you take your third drink from it (and that's not long after the first). You begin to admire the pious Muslims, for choosing God over the sun. You think – before air-conditioning, I would have been a sun ...