This is the front door of the house.
Lookin' west, the way to the huge mosque and the rest of the city.
Lookin' east. The way to Bab Touma and this internet cafe in which I am now sitting.
Our courtyard/living room. Leo is the mutawwa7sh on the side. The open door is the door to my room. It's all very open and I can hear when people wake up or stay up late, but it's also the coolest room in the house because the sun never directly hits it. The whole open thing is important in the Old City so you can hear the call to prayer blaring, no matter what room you're in. Or little kids playing and yelling and the neighbor cooking breakfast.
The north-east corner of the courtyard. Nice plants. And Alex.
The top of the courtyard, looking south. I am standing in the middle of the courtyard pointing up here. The place where the clothes are hanging is the terrace where we have a nice table and a little bed for hanging out/sleeping. It hasn't rained for a month and won't rain for another couple, so no problems with that. Plus it's much cooler on the roof.
The courtyard and front door, looking north, from my room. You can see a little of my doorway there.
My room, before books and things invaded it. Everything was in my bags at this point. I get a nice couch and coffee table in there.
My bed, before a pillowcase and a sheet. And also before I put all my stuff everywhere.
No pictures of me yet, but I'll get around to that. Maybe even a video? That would be hell to upload but you can see them when I get back. I'll definitely at least have videos.
Peace out ya jamaa3.
1 comment:
maybe for titles and such that you put in arabic you could provide some kind of translation for those of us who be monolingual
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