I am updating my blog from Damascus, Syria. WHAT?!?
Yeah, I don't even know where to begin.
Since I've been here - what, like three days now? I've walked down a street in Amman, Jordan; visited Roman ruins in Basra; sat through two Arabic classes; haggled for a scarf in the souk of the Old City; found a sweet little restaurant between Bab Sharke and Bab Touma (ate lentil soup and meat with hummus); used a squat toilet (twice!); talked to little kids in the Umayyad mosque; smelled the piles of spices in the souk; learned that damascus is actually spelled "damashque" in Arabic - but is called "Sham" by the people who live here; played Go-Fish; played Banana Grams; planned to play Rook and never followed through :); eaten lots of olives (even for breakfast!!!); and bought ice cream down the street from the monastery.
My ice cream cost 35 syrian pounds. Which is like... probably less than 50 cents. sweet.
Yea! Sounds wonderful. And sounds like you're enjoying it so much.
ReplyDeleteAren't those Mediterranean breakfasts the best? In Turkey we had olives, bread w/ honey, tomatoes, cheese and tea everyday for breakfast. It felt like the most wholesome meal ever.
Hope things keep going well.