Nothing Lasts forever

It's time for me to leave now. My little Syrian adventure is finally over. I've been a bit tired of being here lately and the last couple of days have been even worse. It doesn't feel like I live here anymore. Somehow it feels like I've already left and I'm just stuck in a limbo for now. This makes it quite hard for me to do something productive, then I don't really have anything productive to do anymore...

Saying that, Syria has been great. Despite actually having visited here before it was nothing like I expected. Maybe because I didn't spend any time around Bab Touma back in those days... I've had a really good time and I've learned more than I could have ever hoped for. When i came here I could hardly separate the words in a newscast on Al-Jazeera or read anything that wasn't a newspapers articel. Now I'm reading novels and listening to the news whenever I want. The big drawback of that is of course that I'm losing Hans. I've hardly used him the last couple of months and now I don't even now where I put him. I still need him though, I guess that will always be true.

I also made lots of friends here, some of them I might even stay in touch with even if I'm usually quite bad at that. Almost all of my foreign friends have left by now though but that also feels good. I always want to be the last man standing...

One thing I didn't understand was Syria. Whenever I thought I had figuered this place out someone told me something that just tilted everything again. I leave the figuring out part for someone else...

The same goes for the people here. Some people might write books like "The Arab Mind" and say they know it all. I'd never do that. I only know two things; most Arabs really love smoking, but then who doesn't? And none of them knows how to drive a car...

For now only a haircut, a last dinner, a last time at the gym, a last coffe at Inhouse and one last ride to the airport is all that's left for me here. I guess i should pack too. My bag is really small but I've got so much stuff I want to bring home with me. I think I might have to get creative, like buying a new bag or something. Packing is boring though...

It's not really sleeping time for this blog just right now though. I'll still write a post or two after I get home...