The old town is so
stuffed full of fascinating buildings that it is difficult to know where to
start; we took to wandering aimlessly around the Soukh and ordinary
residential areas and never got bored. We went back at night to
encounter something out of Ali Baba, with spices, sweets, food, assorted
guns, knives (a four year old boy being fitted for his first lethal weapon),
silverware, scarves...all to the accompaniment of stall holders and
shopkeepers chewing steadily on the wad of Qat tucked unsubtly into their
cheeks as they became increasingly mellow, or was it stoned?
Unlike many other third
world countries and capital cities everywhere, the people of Sana'a seem friendly and welcoming, do not hassle you to buy stuff, just seem
genuinely curious and, most importantly, do not go ballistic when confronted
with a camera. Sadly this was not always the case in other parts of
Yemen.
The 360 degree view
from the roof of the Hotel Burj Al Salaam was fantastic and we spent hours
just watching the changing sunlight play across the roofs of the city from
sunrise to sunset.
Being there during
Ramadan was probably a mistake as not even the 5 star Mövenpick would serve
alcohol and the populace were generally lethargic during the day,
brainwashed on sleep-deprivation, hunger, thirst and a perpetual call to
comatose prayer |