I rode through the streets of Palmyra expecting to come across Stefan at one point or another, but saw neither hide nor hair of him… I tore up the steep and winding road up to the Citadel, believing that he had actually beaten us up there, and on a bicycle to boot…!!
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December 9th, 2010 | Asia The many plates that constitute a Syrian breakfast… The best item on the table can be found in the top left hand corner… A mug of Nescafe's finest…!! One morning (I forget which one…!!) after returning from another walk through the ruins, I saw a windswept traveler sitting on the patio of my […] December 8th, 2010 | Asia In the centre of all the ruins, is the only site which you have to pay to get into, but the R12.00 entrance fee is worth every cent…!!
The magnificent facade of the stage, seen from the top row of the theatre… The Theatre of Palmyra was only […] December 7th, 2010 | Asia Palmyra was known as the Bride of the Desert in ancient times, as it lay midway between the Mediterranean Sea and the Euphrates River, and acted as a vital link in the chain that served the caravan routes on their way to the Arabian Sea… These routes linked Persia, India and China, to […] |
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