Somewhat ominously, it was pouring with rain when I arrived in Damascus. Things prior to that had started nicely, with the driver my hotel sent to pick me up still being there with a bit of cardboard holding my name, despite the fact that my flight had arrived two and a half hours late.
A couple of days later, the sun came out. It was glorious.
Anyway, I'm here now. Bring on the Arabic...
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