While digging deep in my “photo archive”, which is the horrible mess of files spread on more than three external hard drives, I came across the below photos of Old Aleppo. I still remember the day I took the photos as if it was yesterday. And in one the photos, the one showing the traditional Friday breakfast “Fool” or Fava Beans, I can still state the sourness of the lemon juice and the salt with the onion slices every time I look at the photos.
I have always had that feeling of affinity with my home city; Aleppo. I started to realise how much history this city had when I read about it and went to visit the places I had read about. The layers of history Aleppo has makes it a mixture of present, past and past of the past. Things have changes recently because of the war and the destruction of a big part of the old city.