It was hard to believe that it was December: sunny and very warm, wonderful weather for driving had we not wrapped ourselves up in 5 layers of thick clothes. Our 500 km in Syria took us through the entire cycle of the seasons: sunny with lush greenery in Latakia, a brisk drizzle in Tartous, rolling mist in Homs, and a strong wind across the plains of Dara’a that almost forced the car off the highway. We got to the Jordanian border just before sunset but there were still long queues at the... Sign in to see full entry.