Every traveler has been there...jet-lagged and coming out of an airport or getting off an all-night train where the only wink you got was from the fellow across the aisle with the extremely dirty fingernails, stepping into a new country with no language or local currency and suddenly the mass descends on you. If not there, then standing in the driving rain trying to make a plane and every taxi seems to be full.
Sometimes it's enough to make you want to turn around and wonder why you didn't stay at home...
...but sometimes it isn't.
Click over here for a new piece on a taxi ride south from Damascus.
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