And the house? Certainly a lot less terrifying the neighborhood in which it resides. Even if the person who designed it should not have to think of anything particularly elaborate - maybe had in mind 
anything. A home version of the chaos outside: the walls erected for no apparent reason, very few windows - which, moreover, help to keep the house cool - the rusty steel doors, also in the interior, many threads hanging, a refrigerator - incredible -. A steel door onto a wall! Probably had put before the neighbors decide to build another nice gray building, half a meter in front. Otherwise, the house has more or less come to life thanks to the additions of his painter, paintings, tools, books. In fact it is quite pleasant. But I would not have survived another month and a half as well. Take servis and cross the whole city and all its chaos to reach the known world is simply unthinkable for a period exceeding that which is just past two weeks. No, Al Musafir was going crazy for this too. And even the poor Ahmad, who is merely repeating that he wants to go from here. I try to imagine what it's like to stay here all my life ...
But the fact remains that I was fine in this house - what little there was.
know Ahmad was really a tip, as well as the opportunity to speak only Arabic, especially for having met someone really smart and interesting. To find a different point of view, but while inside, on this strange country. Evenings and nights spent talking about the most relaxed in various, from love to philosophy, from art to Lebanon, Syrian President damascene girls ... and often also the artist of his difficult economic conditions right now, to what would come back to Germany, how little he understands the people of his country. I can not say that I do not mind a bit 'special leave so a friendship like this. 
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