The main reason I came to the infamous town of Deir Ez-Azor is to stay with the Euphrates River. This was what I told Stuart, a retired British I met in a microbus.
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| The Euphrates |
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| Stuart in Mari |
We visited the ancient Mesopotamian city of Mari (Tell Hariri), a site lying 20km from Iraq border, where the excavation began since 1933 and yet, it’s still in ruin when we set our foot there.
We switched to another nearby Hellenistic/Roman fortress city of Dura Europos (Tell Salhiye) set along the flood plain of Euphrates. Again, I have no interest on the extensive site which again, yet to be shaped up by archaeologists. There were two archeologists(one of them was an American girl, according to Stuart) working on the site under the scorching sun with some local.
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| Dura Europos |
I just wanted to stay with the river. So after getting back to town, I walked to the north, passing a canal before coming across to a 400m-long suspension bridge for pedestrians and bicycle users only. I walked to and fro, taking photograph, ignoring prying eyes before sitting on a pleasant riverside setting, eating plain Khobz.
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| The suspension spanning across the Euphrates |
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| The Eupharates |
I’m still weak but am relieved, at least I don’t need to worry about toilet and rush for it.
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