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Lebanon Day 1 – Beirut

Lebanon Day 1 – Beirut

Picked up at 8 in my private car to go to Beirut, but first I’d be making a stop in what has been described as quite possibly the finest Crusader Castle in the world – Qala’at Al Hosn (crac des chevaliers). Unlike my cheerful and informative driver of yesterday, todays spoke no English, and made […]

Syria Day 5 – Palmyra

Syria Day 5 – Palmyra

Woke at 7 shivering even though I’d slept fully clothed (the radiator in the room was simply used for decorative purposes)and showered – hot water, surprisingly. Had breakfast of bread, butter, jam, olives, eggs and a pot of tea and at 8am set off in my hired taxi to the ancient capital of Palmyra. My […]

Syria Day 4 – Hama

Syria Day 4 – Hama

Time to leave Damascus. I got the 12:00 bus to Hama, and was the only foreigner on board a bus full of young lads from the Syrian army in full fatiques, all with shaved heads and typically handsome Arab faces, who were obviously keen on talking to me but none of them managed to muster […]

Syria Day 3 – Damascus

Syria Day 3 – Damascus

Decided to go to Bosra to see the ancient Roman Theatre, but got to the station too late for the the 12am bus. My taxi driver didn’t help. He took the longest route possible, and was a real shady character. I had a bad feeling when his taxi pulled up – it looked even more […]

Syria Day 2 – Damascus

Syria Day 2 – Damascus

Had 2 toasted cheese sandwiches in pita crushed baguettes and a cup of tea for breakfast at a tiny kebab place, the kind full of stern-looking men in sheepskin coats and bristling moustaches standing up while eating and shuffling through the day’s newspaper. I then went on a long wander. The part of Damascus I […]

Syria Day 1 – Trip to Damascus

Syria Day 1 – Trip to Damascus

The room was cold, drab and I was glad to be out of it and having a breakfast of bread, jam and tea, in the much more pleasant common area. I decided on a short stroll, and walked my way up to the Citadel in the drizzle that was saturating Amman. I was glad I’d […]

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