My itinerary today was to visit the beehive houses located northeast of Hama. First, I took a microbus to the little town of Al-Hamra. From there, I hijacked a fancy modified pick-up truck for a short distance before hijacking another passed by small utility truck to get me to the village of Twalid Dabaghein. A young guy who followed me initially offered me a motorcycle ride but I refused because I prefer fancy cars. Since the kids in the village were so annoying and there was a possibility of fierce dogs guarding the village, I didn’t venture deep inside the village, just contenting myself with the roadside view. I then walked to a local’s house to sip afternoon tea and chatted for nothing. The mother was so excited to receive a stranger that she breastfed her little baby in front of me. Leaving the local’s house, I hijacked another passed by utility truck where the driver refused to obey my order and brought me all the way to Qasr Ibn Wardan, a splendid 6th century Byzantine sandstone palace. Not getting in but sitting on the sandy plain, I admired the view for half an hour before walking with the herders along the less traffic road. Another passed by saloon car was hijacked and I finally get to the village of Sarouj with more impressive beehive houses though they were not as extensive as those in Twalid Dabaghein. Since I was getting hungry after wandering the small village where the only threat was chicken, I took my dinner in Muhammed Mousab’s house where his mother served bread with fried eggplants, potatoes and salad. And of course, it was delicious and I felt contented again. Mousab hijacked his friend’s small utility truck and I was brought back to the town of Al-Hamra where I stopped for further hijacking but took a microbus back to Hama.
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