Well not really, more on the flight path to Damascus, as my friend and I began our trip to Syria. I didn’t know what to expect, I had never been to the Middle East before so it was an adventure. I loved every minute of it. To see the old city of Damascus, the Ananias home where Paul was taken after his experience on the road and became a Christian, the part of the city wall where he was lowered in a basket; John the Baptist’s tomb in the Great Umayad Mosque and so much more, was truly moving.
We also visited Aleppo in the north and Palmyria on the way back to Damascus. there were so many ancient ruins, convents, monasteries and places of interest to visit, our days were full. They are far too numerous to recount all of them, but three stand out in my memory: St. Simeon’s monastery in the north, now in ruins, where the desert had changed into a green fertile land. It was so peaceful, on the top of a hill with magnificent views over the countryside, and an abundance of wild flowers. The second was the unexpected visit to a tiny church containing the tomb of St. George. Lastly was the biggest and best preserved, Crusader castle, Krak des Chevaliers. It was amazing.
The hotels were adequate, clean and comfortable, and the food very interesting! However, the public toilets were not for the faint hearted!