Our flight was. so. fucked. up. The people around us were absolutely crazy, we had to sit on the plane for 6 hours before it took off, and random guys were playing LUTES the entire time. They were literally sitting in their seats strumming lutes. At one point they played "Push It."
We missed our flight from Vienna to Damascus, but it worked out amazingly. We were given free rooms in a luxurious hotel in Vienna for the rest of the day and night. Vienna is stunning, being there once made me want to go back.
And now we are in Damascus!! Getting off of the plane was surreal, knowing that this is going to be home for 9 months. The city is nothing like what I expected. It's better. There are winding streets and vines covering the souks and mosques and intricate details on everything. The people are so nice. It reminds me slightly of Fez, in Morocco.
Our hostel might possibly be the best place ever. Everything about it is eccentric, from the rope ladder that we climbed up to the rabbits and turtles that run around the cushioned sitting area. We have a tiny room, and it looks like a cabin from the inside. Last night after exploring inside the city walls, we just sat around smoking hookah and talking with others staying at the hostel.
Whooooo, Damascus!
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