Day 387: CouchSurf United

22.01.10: Up early and back to into Jordan, no probs. I really should have left Amman for Damascus this morning, but by the time I had got myself together, it was already 2pm. I still don't know if I can actually get a visa for Syria on the border (Marc was wrong about Siwa...!) and I don't fancy being stranded at the frontier for the night, so I gave my Couchsurf contact Simon a call and asked if he fancied meeting up. He told me that there was some sort of CouchSurfing event taking place and that I really should go to it. Not being one to turn down a party, I took him up on his offer. Syria would just have to wait. So I whiled away a few hours writing up my blog and eating tasty kebabs and that evening, I headed over to…

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Day 386: Don’t Tell Bin Laden, But…

21.01.10: Today, I just hung out in Amman, the capital of Jordan. Didn't do nothin'.. just hung about. Didn't go anywhere that might jeopardise my entry into other Middle Eastern countries, nope. Erm, how was your day? LIES! Yes, as some of you have already sussed out: I went to Israel today. Sorry, I couldn't say that until I got out of my last major islamic country (that being Indonesia). Won't let me in, see? And before I go off on a mad rant about how ridiculous the policy of most islamic countries who deny entry to people who have an Israeli stamp in their passport is, here's a quick list of other passport stamps to avoid: Cuba... if you want to get into the US without any hassle, it pays to not have a Cuban stamp in your passport. Nagorno-Karabakh... Where?! Good question! It was part of…

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