old markets-Damascus- Syria I live in Damascus ,the capital of Syria, In a room down the old city, which still save in the middle of the war, and also it's full of life, people r working very hard trying to make a living in these hard circumstances. on my daily road to work i get through the old markets where u can smell a mixture from all kinds of spices, and u can see all the colors u can imagine in the kinds of sweets which are gathered perfectly in the boxes and up the shelves in the little stores. women should hear compliments in the markets, and invites to taste a kind of nuts, or sweets, and it's normal that a worker standing in the middle of the road, stops u and ask: "miss do u need a pajamas?.. come with me". u can see also many little boys pulls small waggons, working in the markets for 10 hours a day.. these narrow roads in the old city of Damascus, r full of movement, beauty, funny experiences, but also cheating, hard work and pain. in Damscus the oldest capital in the world, the old markets are full of history and life.