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Damascus

In a minor triumph over evil I managed to pay less than 200 SP's for a Taxi. I know it sounds hard to believe but its true. I got off the bus from Palmyra with a Dutch bloke I met in Hama. A Taxi driver 'claimed us' and took us to his taxi. The issue price was raised by us and he said 350. We both just laughed. How about you turn on the meter. The meter says 350 was the reply. Well why don't you turn it on and we will find out. No, no 300. We went back to the taxi drivers crowed around the bus and basically yelled out that we would go with anyone who used there meter. No Response. Touche. Eventually we settled for 100. Still not perfect but better than the standard I had being paying and certainly better than 350.

Damascus is a beautiful city and it was even better given that I once again felt the heat of the sun on my back. It was the usual suspects as sights went. Old wall, souq, mosque, church, but it was nice walking around under the sun in one of the oldest capital cities in the world.
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