The Cruelest Place, Lebanon?

I don’t know how to best describe travelling to Syria through Lebanon, but I will try. Have you ever had to cross of a river full of leeches? This is how Lebanon feels to me, and I suspect to most Syrians who’ve had the pleasure of going there. The Lebanese sink their teeth deep into our flesh and feed on our pockets and souls. Every time I’m about to land at Beirut–Rafic Hariri Airport, I ready myself for walking straight into a trap. There is no way around it. Damascus has a good airport, but I simply can’t fly there.

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