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Damask Scenes

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 20:12:01 +0200

Ramblings and grumblings and fun and photos from my time in Syria.

Heyyyyy

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 15:29:31 +0200

I've started uni again and everything's hectic with the start of the new term and everything. Have some pictures!

This is the street leading to the hotel my family stayed in.

This is the garden/park thing behind the Omayya...

Sat, 1 Oct 2005 14:26:30 +0200

This is the garden/park thing behind the Omayyad Mosque.

Aw, you guys!

Sat, 1 Oct 2005 14:12:29 +0200

Thanks everyone for their lovely, lovely comments on my blog. I haven't tried the coffee suggestion yet but I will do soon. :D

It's good to be back and reliving memories of Syria.

Inside the Omayyad Mosque

Tue, 27 Sep 2005 02:49:28 +0300

This is inside the courtyard of the Omayyad Mosque.

Photos of Damascus

Fri, 23 Sep 2005 15:05:27 +0300

These are pictures of the square between the end of Souq al-Hamadiyeh and the Omayyad Mosque.

Ahweh

Thu, 22 Sep 2005 18:03:26 +0300

What's the best way to make Turkish coffee? Mine always sucks big time and tastes vile.

I use cold water and a heaped spoon of coffee per person and boil it twice before serving.

Beautiful Damascus

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 18:48:24 +0300

The view from my parents' room.

Photos!

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 17:50:23 +0300

These photos are from when my family visited in early February.

Haramy! (Thief)

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 17:19:22 +0300

Often in the more up-market restaurant you're given a complimentary bowl of fruit, maybe even the odd Middle Eastern pastry (think variations on bakalava) thrown in as well, after your meal.

BACK!

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 16:53:21 +0300

Hurrah! I'd lost my password and have only just been able to get it back so sorry to everyone waiting for updates.
I'm back in the UK now and waiting for uni to start in the beginning of October but I'll blog about my friend's and my escapades up until the end of my stay in Syria.

Al-Hammam

Tue, 1 Mar 2005 20:26:20 +0200

I've been feeling a little sure of myself, a little cocky maybe: thinking that maybe this Arabic thing isn't too bad, being able to understand people in the street and being able to make myself understood.

So I thought that a little ritual humiliation would be just the thing, just bring me down a peg or two and teach myself some humility.