Hellies coming tonight. Everyone I know hear says ‘wow. Your friend must really like you,’ when I tell them. Then they’re shocked when I admit I’m not intending on meeting her 20 past 3 flight. In an attempt to mollify them my friends arranged for his friends father, whose a taxi driver, to go and get her for half the price charged by the official airport taxis. Damascus is definitely a friends friends fathers kind of place. We’re going straight to Palmyra, which may have camel racing on, for the European weekend.
Yesterday a friends friend had a party in his restaurant. Admission included unlimited free drinks, and was priced at 600 SY for men, 400 SY for women, and 50 for practicing Muslims. it was an odd occasion. with no one taking money at the door punters wandered around offending various Arabs and Turks by assuming they worked their and attempting to pay them. If i was staging an event that relieyed on people not drinking to make me a profit i probably wouldn’t have had little bowls of salty free nuts either.