With all the current hysteria surrounding the current Syrian refugee crisis I thought I would introduce some of my Syrian friends and share some of their stories. Read more
Damascus the Beginning of the End (pt2)
I tried to put life in Syria behind me as I journeyed through Jordan…………Read more
Damascus the Beginning of the End (pt1)
I walked away from the customs building to the waiting car with my passport stamped and precariously slipped into the back pocket of my jeans, the driver was waiting patiently smoking a cigarette, legs crossed and leaning against the bonnet of the taxi, mafi musklia he asked me tossing his cigarette away and getting in the car, mafi musklia I lied as I took my place in the back, the car pulled out and headed towards the Jordanian side of the Syrian border, the heart wrenching sound of war was a hundred kilometers behind me now but for some reason I didn’t feel any sense of relief.
The journey to the border had begun with the ground shuddering sound of heavy artillery, launched from a position behind us, the taxi drivers had grown accustomed to the sound but the waiting passengers would all flinch with each boom, we could all…
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