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Published: February 6th 2007
Being somewhat sucked into the cruizy atmosphere of Lattakia we had a late start on the bikes. We hung around an espresso man for about half an hour and probably put his kids through school with the amount of coffee we brought.
However we had a job to do, and being full of caffine we had to get down to business!
Saddled up sucked in a deep breath, braved the malestrom of traffice and blasted through Lattakia. We soon hit the highway and made great time. Got pulled over by some guys who gave us free coffee and a guy pulled up gave us some oranges and asked us if we needed any help. Such a nice bunch of people.
After I had the first flat of the ride, and Spider needed to make some gear adjustments we made it into Tartus just before dark. A bit of a syrian resort town it had a pretty cool, trendy feel about it but was still a nice town. Smashed a few more schewarmas had a look around and went to bed feeling good after covering about 80km's for the day.
Tomorrow would put us over the border and into Lebanon. A new country and one that has definately of late been in the news.
What would the next day bring?
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David Edwards
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My Day In Suburbia
Hi Martin. I just spent a great hour reading all of your journal. Thanks, you are a good writer, and I was happy to imagine myself along with you and spider, maybe not on the bike ride, but at least part of the schewarmas scene. Your writing also took me back to my recent walks in Darjeeling- maybe I should blogg that! Here in suburban Sydney it's a differnet scene: I have already retrieved a 20 year old 2 stroke lawnmower from the council cleanup ("that looks like it can be fixed!") , and now, an hour behind schedule thanks to you, a quick surf at Bungan calls: the waves are small but clean, nice and polite. (Not like at Margaret River, where we were last week for David and Amelia's wedding. There, waves big and severe!). Back to my day, the bathroom is a Fright!, so Jiff and welding gloves. Tonight we are at some trendy ("but still nice") restaurant for a night of Indian excess. I hope your day compares as well! Keep writing, and watch out for the Lay Lines. David and Josie at Newport (Sydney, not New York, sadly)