The curator of mycitycuisine.org, a food wiki, asked permission to use a photo I took earlier this year of our Easter dinner in Damascus, Syria! The description of the dish is making me hungry:
Sayadieh is a classic main course dish in Syrian cuisine consisting of baked fish with rice. The cooking method consists of rice being sautéed with baharat spice mix, ground cumin and seasonings. Then fish stock is poured over the rice and it is left to boil until cooked. White fish (red snapper, sea bass or cod) is well seasoned with salt, pepper and spice mixture, stuffed with some lemon wedges and placed in the oven to bake for about one hour. Cooked fish is served over the rice garnished with roasted pine nuts and fried onions, with sauce on the side.
This weekend in Syria: Syrian warships and tanks shelled the coastal city of Latakia, killing at least 25 people, according to activists.
Residents reported seeing at least two warships off the coast of Latakia Sunday.
This is the largest attack on the city of Latakia since protests began in March, though Syrian troops and tanks have attacked the city for months. Residents say electricity is often cut, trash goes uncollected and some telephone lines and internet connections have recently been cut as a result.
The massive assault on the coastal city may be explained by the outpouring of anti-government protesters on Friday. At least 10,000 people took to the streets Friday in Latakia, a city that has seen some of the largest protests over the past several months. On Saturday, at least 20 tanks entered the city’s district of al-Ramel and opened fire on residents, killing two people, according to rights activists. At least 19 people were killed in that same district Sunday.
The city of Hama has faced increasing issues with medical services in recent days as several hospitals shut down. A local doctor told the BBC two hospitals had closed and one was stormed by Syrian troops, making it increasingly difficult for doctors to treat injured protesters. (I recommend viewing Arwa Damon’s report on the Damacus Doctors, a story on a group of medics working below the government radar to treat anti-government demonstrators.)
Syrian troops were seen shooting people as they exited mosques in Damascus and other large cities Friday, according to activists. President Assad also deployed tanks to several neighborhoods in the Homs province this weekend, where at least 10 people were injured.
International pressure has stepped up in recent weeks. Bahrain, Kuwait and Saudi Arabia have recalled their ambassadors, Canada has extended sanctions against Syria and the United States has threatened further sanctions. President Obama called Saudi Arabia’s King Abdullah and Britain’s Prime Minister David Cameron Saturday to discuss the ongoing violence in Syria.
Several hundred people were killed during the first week of Ramadan alone. Over 1,700 people have been killed in Syria since anti-government protests began in March and at least 12,000 have been arrested.
Read more at LA Times’ Babylon and Beyond, Reuters, Associated Press, BBC, The Guardian, Wall Street Journal and WSJ’s Corruption Currents.
[Photos, top to bottom: In this image made from amateur video released by Shams News Network and accessed via The Associated Press Television News on Thursday, Aug. 11, 2011, shows dead and injured bodies in the street in Homs Syria Wednesday Aug. 10, 2011. Credit: Shams News Network; A few hundred Bahrainis, including many of Syrian origin, protest against the Syrian regime of President Bashar Assad after midday prayers Friday, Aug. 12, 2011, in Muharraq, Bahrain. Credit: Mohammed Zaatari/AP; Screenshot of warship reportedly off the coast of Latakia. Credit: syrrevrag]
Inside Assad’s Syria: A documentary
Journalist Sue Lloyd-Roberts enters Damascus, Syria, posing undercover as a tourist to record documentary footage and perform interviews with Syrian activists. There are three categories of activists: the protesters or “front line”, the protest coordinators, and the advocates who promote what the protesters are doing. It’s a good summary narrative for anyone who is curious about what’s been happening in Syria but hasn’t had the time or will to follow events closely. (Seeing all the footage of the capital makes me sad… I miss it.)
We’ve decided to abandon our Arabic studies and not return to Syria. So frustrated, so sad. We’re working on retrieving the things we left behind in Damascus after being unexpectedly denied re-entry from Lebanon due to issues with my visa. Everyone in Damascus says things there are fine, the same as always, that we could go back in to tie up all loose ends, get our things ourselves, and return without problems.
We could wait around another 5-15 days for the results of our new visa applications — the embassy is confident we will indeed be granted visas — but we can’t afford to stay in this Beirut hotel for much longer. Meanwhile, everyone elsewhere in the world, including the people who care the most dearly for us, our families and closest friends, are quite certain that all of Syria is a burning hot hell, and we don’t want to induce heart attacks in anyone before their times.
We didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye to all our teachers and friends. Or to the baker, the pharmacist, the storekeeper, the coffee shop guys, my banker. We didn’t get to visit a number of “must see” things in Syria, such as the Krak des Chavaliers.
I don’t know.
The shortage of new blog posts recently has been due to the absolute craziness that was Level 4 Arabic at Damascus University, partly because of the curriculum itself but mostly because of the psycho teacher who I will publicly shame here on this very blog in the near future. Jennifer and I have passed four straight levels at the university and as far as we know, we’re the only ones who even attempted to do this — at least from the group of students who began with Level 1 back in November like us.
The day after our final exam we traveled to Lebanon for a much needed break. Indeed, this past week spent in and around Beirut was just the beginning of a month-long break we’ve decided take from formal Arabic classes, before starting back up with Level 5 in May.
Today is going to be interesting travelling back into Syria from Lebanon. While we have iqama (residency permits) valid for the next 2 months, our multiple-entry visas expired last month. This means we’ll have to try to buy new entry visas at the land border. Our new friends at the Maktab al-Hijrah (Immigration Office) told us on multiple occasions that it will be “no problem” for Jennifer, as a Spaniard, to buy a visa at the border. For me, though, as an American, they said it was ”mumkin (possible)…. probably mumkin.” Oh dear.
Thing is, we have all the necessary documents and evidence showing that we a) are students, b) are not journalists, and c) have both the right and means to live in Syria. Thus while I don’t foresee any problems with either of us getting back into the country, Syria, as I’ve written before, is an inexact country, and nothing ever goes exactly to plan. The internet is full of conflicting accounts of the actual process, and people we’ve spoken to in Syria have different opinions as well. Some say the delay at the border could be as long as 6 hours while we wait for permission from Damascus to grant us the visas. Others say there will be no delay at all, it’ll just be very expensive. Others still say the border guards aren’t allowed to grant entry visas to any foreigners, period — and yet, sometimes they do it anyway, sometimes, maybe. Mumkin.
So here we go! We’re leaving Beirut in about an hour via taxi. No idea how long it will take us at the border but there are 3 possible outcomes:
Wish us luck.
Arabic homework time! Here is Jennifer’s writing assignment on pollution in her country. Translation follows. Pretty good, huh?
Canada is known for its environment and nature, and in general, Canada is a clean country. The environment is very important for the
development of the country and it has many natural resources which are at the center of the economy. In addition, the Canadian environment is special due to the [geographical] position of the country, especially the northern point, and also because of its large area. Consequently, the Canadian environment is home for many special animals, such as the polar bear.Therefore, in Canada, the people usually care for the environment, and want to take care of it. And there is consciousness of the problems on the different types pollution. For example, when I was young and a student, we had special lessons in school on the environment and its protection. However, in my opinion, the serious problem with pollution in Canada is soil and water pollution, due to corporations. Sometimes, these corporations place and release toxins in the environment and afterwards, animals and humans can eat those toxins through their food. This is very dangerous because afterwards, the dirty food and water causes illnesses such as cancer.
In general, the Canadian people are responsible towards the environment but they think that the government has the main
responsibility. This is a problem as the people cannot wait for an
appropriate solution. The Canadian people are responsible for the
items which their purchase and therefore, if it is known that a
corporation pollutes, the solution is to not buy its products.
Arabic homework time! Here is Jennifer’s writing assignment about music in her country. Translation below:
Music is very important in Canada for the development of modern
culture and there are many different types of [musical] groups. In the
past, well-loved music was in traditional styles with French and
British origins. In addition, First Nations’ [Indian] music, which is
considered the national music. The Indians used only drums and
percussion in their music, much like Islamic music, the main reason
being that Indian music is mostly religious and spiritual.At present, there is not only one style of preferred music and
Canadians enjoy many styles, such as rock and roll, electronic, jazz
and traditional music, especially in French regions, where singers
sing in the French language. In large cities, where there are many
immigrants, different musical styles usually mix, and sometimes
singers or musical groups have [keep] traditional things in their
music from their cultures. In my opinion, this is very beneficial for
the country, especially for children, because they are exposed to new
and different cultures from their own. Also, singers and musical
groups act as ambassadors for Canada and I think that it is important
and beneficial to show the world the different musical styles that
Canada is composed of.
Yes, that’s a real motor fitted to this bicycle. Syrian ingenuity.
Arabic homework time!
Assignment was to write about problems of pollution in the world with a special focus on your own country, using old and new vocabulary, of course. Here’s the translation of what I came up with. As always, I’d love feedback from any native Arabic speakers who are reading this!
Environmental Pollution in My Country
In truth, everyone on our planet suffers from environmental problems like littering and pollution of water, farming, agriculture, air and noise, in addition to other things which have become parts of our lives. Every country on Earth endures these problems, but some suffer more and others less. For both developed countries and countries still developing, these problems are real and very serious.
Recently there has been a lot of talk and discussion between people in governmental and non-governmental organizations, scholars, and members of various agencies about these problems of environmental pollution. Especially about the use of oil and especially my country America.
My country is considered one of the biggest polluters in the world. This is true, of course. In this essay I will point to oil only, but not the use of oil in our cars, rather water pollution caused specifically by oil in the Gulf of Mexico. There was a problem there last year when the machine on top of the oil well broke, and after that oil poured into the Gulf for months. This mistake caused a lot of water pollution which, after that, caused problems with food and industry, and therefore with the American economy. Thus pollution is not only dangerous for living organisms!
I’m really interested to hear what Syrians or other residents of Damascus have to say about this. I wrote it for the inaugural issue of Fixed, And One, a new magazine from the awesome guys over at Fixed And What. Check out their website and go follow them on Facebook and Twitter, yeah?
I was a London cyclist. I rolled up the chain-side leg of my jeans to the calf. I rode a racer, single-speed but not fixed. I clipped into my pedals because riding’s more efficient that way. I rode to and from work every day. I donned a messenger bag or traditional rucksack depending on the day’s cargo. I’d return to the pub the next morning to retrieve my bike, if need be. One time I was so desperate to catch a train that I left my bike chained to the street railing in front of Kings Cross-St Pancras station — not even the main entrance, but that crappy secondary one at the bottom of Pentonville Road where you get the Thameslink — for two whole days at the mercy of local crackheads. I took a slightly different route almost every day to avoid boredom. I got grease stains in strange places. I developed an intense hatred of vehicular traffic and could back up anti-car arguments with statistics, controlled experiments and anecdotes. I took small pleasure in overtaking fellow cyclists, but was never obnoxious about it. I took enormous pleasure in overtaking those twats on electrified cycles, especially on the uphill. In fact, I’ve always had a slightly sadistic pleasure about uphills. I figure you’ve got to attack the hills, attack them with all your strength, minimizing your time on them, so that you can properly and justly enjoy the reward as you pass over the crest. I was a London cyclist.
But after five years, I moved to Syria. I suppose it was possible to bring my bike with me on the plane, but it wasn’t exactly feasible financially. I reckoned I’d be able to pick up a used one for the 9 months I was here and then sell it back before leaving. My living and working situation would change, so while I knew I wouldn’t cycle every day for commuting purposes, perhaps I could at least putter around every once and a while to explore the city. But there was one major problem I hadn’t foreseen.
There is no cycling culture here.
On the Syrian road, the car is king, closely followed by service taxis (ubiquitous white minivans) which operate like buses but stop on demand like a taxi. Next on the pecking order come all the motorized two-wheelers — motorcycles, scooters, other electric pedal-pushers — whose greatest advantage is their ability to weave amongst the chaos. After that come large and oversize vehicles which must wait patiently, albeit with blaring horns, for sufficient openings in traffic before making their move; these are your buses, delivery trucks, municipal vehicles. Finally, there are pedestrians, last on the road food chain, at the mercy of all others. Pedestrian crossings — signalled or not — are virtually unheard of in the capital, Damascus, and if you happen to see one you’ll be lucky if it’s a) functional or b) obeyed by anyone. Respect for the un-vehicled is extremely low. And, unfortunately, cyclists fall into this category.
Besides the low cyclist awareness, there are the roads themselves. Now, I don’t want to be too harsh on Damascus. It is after all a very modern, contemporary, multi-layered capital city with many features and amenities that you’d see in any European or North American city. Not all roads in Damascus are uneven, potholed disasters, half dug-up by some constructions crew weeks ago, left stagnant, basically unusable, for weeks to come til a different crew comes along to finish the job. Not all Damascus roads are too narrow, without painted lanes or physical distinction between vehicular surface and pedestrian walkway. Not all Damascus roads are polluted, obstructed, torn-up death traps — but most of them are.
This is not to say that bicycles and cyclists are nonexistent here. In a normal day in the capital you might need a dozen or more. In terms of style, bicycles are predominantly geared toward utility. The vast majority are old and rusty, double top-tube, steel framed city bikes fitted with all kinds of functional apparatus like baskets, racks, cardboard boxes, wooden crates, wheeled trailers, etc. These account for some 85% of the bikes on the road. The remainder are divided between, on the one hand, mountain bikes, stunt bikes and juniors’ bikes ridden by males around 16-years-old and younger, and, on the other hand, the broad category of “the strange and unusual” which include various 3-wheeled, 4-wheeled, hand-cranked, homemade and other contraptions. In my time here in Syria I have seen one — one — bike that could be described as a hybrid, and not a single road bike or racer. Considering the dominant demographic of riders and their purposes for cycling, it sounds almost silly to even note that there are no folding bikes of any kind in Syria.
All Syrian cyclists are male. One hundred per cent. Riders come in all ages but most are old men around 50 years and older. Kids are seen puttering about in residential areas, perhaps with nanny in tow. Small packs of teens are seen cruising the street, pausing for packs of crisps at the corner shop or in a vacant area for a quick kickaround. Notably absent from the scene are university age twenty-somethings, perhaps the most iconic demographic of cyclists in London. I don’t think there are many “pure” commuters in the sense of cycling from home to work or school and back, not necessarily with much cargo other than the daily necessities that can fit inside a small bag.
Is there potential or possibility for change? Can a London-like cycling culture emerge here in Damascus? I doubt it, at least in the short term, for two main reasons: culture and history.
Culturally, recreational sports are less popular in Syria and the wider Middle East than, say, in Europe and North America. This has charged somewhat in recent years as global sports markets have penetrated the region with their superstar players and dream teams, providing younger generations with new athletic role models. Football is far and away the most popular sport for young people of both sexes and there are many local leagues for adult men to participate in. Despite this, the most popular leisure activity is simply hanging out, talking, smoking cigarettes and nargileh (water pipes with fruity tobacco), drinking coffee and tea, playing table games like cards, chess and backgammon, basically chewing the fat.
But let’s pretend that tomorrow all the conditions for cycling magically become perfect all at once. All roads are widened, freshly paved, painted, cleaned. Crossings and suitable lights are install and — imagine it — actually obeyed by vehicles. Let’s pretend pedestrians, and by extension, cyclists gain a new kind of respect. Gone are the days of being bullied around by the motorized hoards. Despite all this, I would argue, cycling would not increase dramatically. Look at other Middle Eastern countries where infrastructural development and greater leisure time led to even stronger car cultures. This is probably most evident in the oil-rich gulf countries, where it’s increasingly normal to drive your 4x4 Ford Excursion 100 yards down the road to buy a McDonald’s burger.
Before coming to Syria I could hardly imagine going nine months without riding a bike. Just the prospect would have made me crazy. Today, a little less than half-way through my time here, I not only dread the idea of cycling the streets of Damascus, but I also find myself quite enjoying seeing life from a new perspective — my own two feet.
Click here to see my complete photo set of cyclists and bicycles here in Damascus, Syria
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