Sunday, May 29, 2011

With a crash of the glass-towered world. We escape. Making beds of hostile landscapes.

I leave Amman the day after tommorow. I am nervous, but also excited, and i have a safe feeling in my stomach. My Stomach never lies.

Will be catching a service taxi to Damascus with another girl from the hostel here, who doesnt have her Visa, and honestly i dont expect her to get through. If she gets turned back, then i will carry on in the taxi, and she will catch another one back to Amman. Then its about 2 hours, and ill be in the front with my cab driver to help me out.

Insha Allah, it will be fine.

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