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Being that I've really grown fond of Lebanon and Syria, it was dispiriting to leave Lebanon, while at the same time exciting to head back to the wonderland of old city Damascus. On the morning of the 6th, Chi and I woke up in Beirut toying with the thought of finding our way to a Palestinian camp in northern Lebanon. But after much contemplation regarding time, we ended up walking to a bus station and boarding a bus headed to the Lebanon/Syria border.

At the border, I stopped by the pizza stand (the one I went to on my way from Syria to Lebannon), only to find that the twins were closing.. they saw how bummed I was and they were nice enough to reopen their store for me!

Leaving Lebanon posed a bit of a problem because of my overstayed visa; however, the officials were very nice and accommodating. After paying a small fine, Chi and I hitched a ride with a local man through the mile-stretch of "no man's land" between the two countries.

Oh... the border waiiiiiiit into Syria. Since Chi is German, he was processed instantly, whereas I, with my American stigma, had to

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hi grace long time no see. today i visit yur blogs how'd live well you got a job ? if you ok Let's exchange mail Have a nice day