Good food is lacking, flies are many, but the people have been wonderful,very friendly and engaging. Two blondes stick out in everywhere in Syria, but here we get greeting, requests for photos, emails, and lengthy conversations. Some of our favorites:
Two brothers and a girlfriend asking us to join them in a cafe on Friday. Discussed cultural norms here and in America among young people.
The museum guard asking M why we dont have a baby and pointing to all the objects and saying "be-catalogue" (in the museum catalogue).
A group of 8 girls and women on the bridge teaching us bits of Arabic, giggling, and spending their evening with us. One even kissed E's cheek for a photo and kept saying "taqburni, I love you!"
A law student helping us find the train ticket office then buying us ice cream and talking with M as we walked up and down the pedestrian bridge over the Euphrates.
An English student on the bridge wanting to practice his English and learn more about American accents (E demonstrated good midwest accent, M said "I pahked my cah in Hahvahd yahd"). Poor guy is probably SO confused now.
A young girl on the bridge waving shyly and saying "hello." Parents smiling. E's biological clock kicking in (just for a second).
Young boys having fun with M's total lack of arabic skills.
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