In order to understand this post, you need to know that Guillaume spent his early days in Syria – from his birth until he was 3. As we were travelling through the Middle East, we had no choice but to stop in Damascus for a couple of days in order to look for the house where he used to live, and HIS palm tree…

That was the only clue.

Syria may be on the Axis of Evil, but Google does not care (or maybe that’s the reason indeed): Damascus is on Google Maps.
We had no address or street number.
After some tedious Internet research, it was finally located: a white house near a mosque.
It could be one of the thousand similar white houses near a mosque in Damascus.
But that was it! The house where I spent my early childhood, spoiled with baclavas and bootha.

2010. Will the palm tree still be there after all these years?
A few cab rides and we were near that mosque.
Some walk around it, trying to imagine that Google Maps view and we found it.

Rescued from the extensive works taking place at the house, the palm tree was still standing there, a few concrete bags lying on it. As old as me, but much taller!