We came to Syria! But not without some troubles first. Since Turkey is relatively expensive we decided to leave it a bit ahead of schedule. We exited Turkey through the very small border of Kassab on the 31st of October. Peter handed over his passport to the Syrians and got it stamped. For me it was not as easy, - we had forgotten something. After being scrutinized by the border police my passport was handed back without being stamped, my visa started on the first of November and was not valid yet.
So there we were, Peter only had single entry to Syria and had already officially entered, I couldn’t until the next day. So we took out our kitchen and cooked some spaghetti, played some cards, had coffee, smoked nargile with the men in uniform, who were very friendly, and went to sleep between the border posts.
Next morning the border police invited us for coffee before my visa was stamped and we could enter Syria after about eighteen hour in no mans land.
1 comment:
That is a hilarious story of bureaucracy. You were lucky not to end up like that person who lived at the airport for several years :-)
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