Plaza Damascus
Maysaloan St City Center Damascus, Syria
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Surviving Syria
... a bit timid, they weren't hostile. Maybe it was the current mood.
I spent a whole morning trying to find a school that specialised in teaching Arabic in conjunction with activities like cooking and this was a concept I wanted to write about in the Middle East. After two hours of walking around the area and asking people for directions I gave up. I could have called them but I wanted to try to find the school without having to call them. After all, my mobile phone ...
Allah (God), Syria (our Country), Bashar..........
... to return to it. It’s an amazing place, the people are lovely and we were craving one more look around the souqs.
After two weeks away it seemed that nothing much had changed in Damascus. Everyone’s going about their daily business, there are just as many traders on the streets selling everything under the sun, the roads are just as chaotic and the people are just as friendly, generous and reassuring.
The only change ...
The Road to Damascus
... well preserved structures I visited while in Syria. In fact the castle itself was never directly breached by force. Leaving Damascus for a second day trip I headed down to Bosra to see another old Roman theater. By this time I was getting a bit tired of old Roman ruins but this basalt constructed theater was a bit different than the others I had seen in that it was a completely freestanding structure ...
Lost in Translation
... to ____." As a result I'm always careful now when I ask for a plastic bag, or worse when I say that I don't want a plastic bag (I'll leave that to your imagination). Amusingly by changing one letter in the phrase "My mother is a dance teacher" I am now stating that she teaches ass kicking. When I asked my buddy Sharif in Egypt whether anyone greets each-other with "kayf halek?" (how is your life?) I received the familiar amused response, ...
Souq heaven - luckily we survived unscathed
... we both got to wear a full length skirt and I just used my scarf to cover my head. After seeing the Mohammed al-Amin mosque in Beirut, we were a little underwhelmed with the Umayyad mosque even though the lonely planet describes it was the most beautiful mosque in Syria as it didn’t seem to have the same level opulence.
We had lunch at a lovely local restaurant and then I dragged Mick around the souq (which is said to be the biggest undercover souq). ...


