The Damascus Bazaar

I nearly got robbed the today. ugh! Taxis from here on out, even though only about five blocks to my hotel.

I struggled through the Old City bazaar yesterday, an interminable claustrophobic mess that was really cool to see.



I was hopelessly lost and overwhelmed and finally some very kind tourists, neither of whom knew each other, took pity on me and walked me all the way to the beginning of the bazaar. Then confessed they'd been lying, they didn't really want to go there, they were just getting me there. sweet wonders! thank thank you for ensuring my sanity remains!

But I'll write about that another time. My battery will die, and this hotel doesn't come up with the blogger.com screen either.