Favorite thing: Across the street from the entrance to Souq al-Hamidiyya there is an exchange office I used. The employee gave me an old Iraqi Dinar bill with Saddam Hussein's portrait on it. Today it is useless of course and a mere souvenir.
Favorite thing: The best place I found to cash my travelers checks was the CBS Bank No. 5. If you are at the Hejaz train station and facing forward, walk down to the bank which is on the right hand side. This is the only place I found that would cash them. Most banks won't do it and you will need your receipt and passport to cash them.
Favorite thing: ATMs are extremely prevalent here in comparison to other cities in Syria. They are mostly located in the Central Damascus area. I only found a couple in the Old City...the easiest one to find is at the very end of Straight Street. Though for some reason it kept spitting my card out everytime I put it in. Your best bet is the central city area. There are also some exchange offices around here as well.
Here u will find busses and shared taxis to Beirut and Amman. If ure coming from there it will stop at this station.
From here u can also go to other cities in syria lattakia, aleepo and etc.
I went to beirut from here and it cost me 200SYP by bus abt 2-3 hrs. Also went to Amman from here cost me abt 500SYP by shared taxi.
Fondest memory: The Juice shop...banana mixed with Strawberry, milk & ice cream, other fruit juices also available.
The people here are very friendly and they try always to help you. Just, when you ask for directions they anwer to you even if they have no idea where is the place you are talking about.So, one person will tell you right, you go right and there is nothing, then you ask somebody else and he tells you left, the same moment you ask another person and he tells you another street...There isn't something you can really do, just try to get early at the point that you will start searching a place and god help you!!!
Fondest memory: About this,I am here 1 year now and it is happening almost everytime I am looking for something on feet.
Favorite thing: The place des Omayyads marks the entrance to the city from the west; the road from Beirut and the motorway from Qunaytra, which also serves Dimashq al Jadideh ("New Damascus") both coverage there. To the left there is quarter (ministries, army headquarters, embassies and al Assad national library), whilst the continuation of the Beirut road, the avenue Shukry Kouwatly leads to the busy center of the city, an area which is being completely reorganized. The avenue Shukry Kouwatly is bordered on the left by the gardens surrounding the Officers’ Club; on its right the waters of the Barada flow sluggishly along an excavated channels across which can be seen, on the other bank, the buildings of the International Fair, the theatre, various facilities, the gardens and the buildings of the Museum, and finally, the domes and tapering minarets of the Takiyeh al Suleimaniyeh (the "pilgrims’ haven"), dating from the time of Suleiman.
Favorite thing: Damascus owns everything to the river Barada. Descending like a torrent from the Anti-Lebanon Range, this narrow but abundant river, joined by a hundred smaller streams, cascades down the gorges of Ain al Fijeh. Then it meanders for a while beside the Beirut road, giving pleasure to the patrons of restaurants and cafés along its lush green banks, before losing itself in myriad branches and ditches. These fertilizing waters have produced the Ghouta, a vast expanse of gardens fields and orchards, the oasis from which Damascus gets much of its food.
A wonderful, great, enourmous city! I don't know exactly how many millions of people live there, and anyway I guess the number would simply scare me. And yet, this big place can be cosy, frinedly, intimate. It's the lace I felt most at home: a city of charm, of contrasts, of chaos.
Fondest memory: A lady I saw in the street - which for me represented the essence of Damascus. Black stilettos, tights bright green fake leather trousers, a black biker jacket and a black hijab that covered most of her face. Anywhere else she would have looked ridiculous - in Damascus - she simply looked in between modern and traditional life.
Fondest memory: Almond season: lots of stalls selling “green almond”. Actually the pic wanted to show the guys…
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