Inshallah Syria here I come… again

I just boarded the plane to Syria, there was no queue, it is almost empty, like a vast ghost ship, “You can sit anywhere today Mr Sean” the man said. As I walked on board (the only European) the other passengers stared at me, all of them looking slightly bemused, the latest news is that officials are searching all who enter Syria, I have a feeling I will stand out like a sore thumb, as will my little Sony-cam, second laptop, and range of hard drives.

Now is take off time. Here we go. Inshallah Syria here I come… again, I hope.