Visited Syria while I was living in Aqaba, Jordan. It wasn't a long way from Amman, only 176km, and a chance to visit one of the most spectacular cities in the world, Damascus.
Unless you like sand, there wasn't much to see on the way, just acres and acres of dazzling desert, Bedouin camps, camels, and burnt out cars stacked up in used-car lots.
The turnoff to Iraq. No thank you!
And then there was the border, a sticky mess since I didn't bother to check on getting a visa, I just thought I'd pick one up at the border. Duh! Check ahead, Doughhead! We wound up waiting for over an hour ('we' meaning the bus load of angry Syrians with children who waited for me). I finally got word from Damascus that I was cleared to go through and I shrugged and mugged and hung my head amongst all the glares when I got back on the bus. I had told the bus driver to clear off, that I would take care of my transport, but he insisted on staying and translating for me. He was a dear. Lesson learned. Doughhead!
A run-on sentence.........
The fabulous souq.
Don't let an abaya stop you from being fashionable.
A Syrian breakfast
Streets of Damascus
The awesome Mosque de Omayyad, aka The Grand Mosque of Damascus, with one of the biggest carpets in the world.
The Azem Palace