The Great Cassa Creakingbones decluttering program continues apace.  Propelled by the high outside temperatures hovering around 35-38 centigrade and air conditioned inside comfort at 22 centigrade an incentive exists to sort my slides and remaining negatives.

Unfortunately, many, many slides of past adventures have simply disappeared, not surprising when you take into account all of the moves, changes and events that have taken place personally over the past sixty years or so.

Fortunately quite a number of slides from my 1976 Middle East adventure have survived and here are a few of them.

Camped near the main colonnade at Petra, Jordan.
Looking towards the Treasury through the Sik, Petra.
The Theatre Area, Petra.
A Bedouin camp near Mt Nebo en route to the Wadi Rumm
The Wadi Rumm looking south.
A lone Bedouin on his camel coming in for a chat.
High on the Kings Highway looking south towards the cost.
Now in Damascus, Syria, looking at the busy fruit and vegetable markets on a week day.
Not exactly the most tidy street in Damascus.
A busy laneway in Damascus. Not a lot of natural light reaches the ground.
Men of all ages wander around holding hands as a sign of strong friendship. One bloke told me they seldom see westerners wandering along these back lanes.
A street photographer at work, down town Damascus. 

In 1976, Damascus was a wonderful city to visit and observe the locals going about their daily routines. Great food, fabulous coffee, fascinating street scenes and friendly, curious people made my stay in the city truly memorable. Never once did I feel unsafe .

Turkey was next stop and this border crossing was typical throughout the Middle East, with  border crossings into Israel being the exception.

The Syria/Turkey border crossing.

With any luck, slides of some of Jordan and Syria’s fabulous archeological sites will turn up soon so, until then,

hoo roo for now.

2 thoughts on “WAY BACK WHEN- PART TWO.

  1. I’m enjoying the vintage photos, Mr. Bones–great stuff.

    Over recent years I’ve had the passing thought that I should scan my dad’s slide collection. It seems like such an important thing to do–but there’s the commitment, all the time it’ll take…

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