Alden made an amazing discovery today: bortucal & jezar juice. He's seen it everywhere, and from the picture on the glass he really wasn't sure it would be remotely drinkable.
1. Bortucal = Orange (so far, so good- Alden loves orange juice)
2. Jezar = Carrot (Whiskey Tango Farley?!?)
So Alden had to finally give this a try. Yeah, so it is great. Who'da thunk it?
In other news, Alden hasn't been ripped off by a taxi in days. This is pretty good. "Izze yemkin, al adad?" ("Is it possible, the meter?") Way to go, Alden.
Alden went on a minor shopping adventure today. He nearly bought a small antique navigation tool of sorts, (with a twisting map of the stars and little arabic script! so cool!) until he found out that the price was in dollars, and that he hadn't noticed an important decimal point.
By the way, Alden has had new living arrangements the past few days. He has a been in a house with a classmate from school. It is a large, gorgeous classical Damascus house with two spanish girls, three american guys, two american girls, a guy from london (maybe?), and a little feral kitten that attacks everything, all the time. The house has a central courtyard type situation, with a goldfish pond, and a great rooftop. It is quite nice, and this will be Alden's base of operations for the next couple weeks, although he is planning on heading to Beirut this weekend, then up the coast, back into Syria to Aleppo, then back down to Dimashq. But the nice this about backpacking (aka being a vagrant) is that this can all be changed at a moment's notice.
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