The postman brought a guidebook to Syria yesterday, the first to reach me. The first question I had was “What currency should I take with me?” Because, of course, if I need to obtain some Venezualan bolivars or Swiss Francs or whatever, some warning would be helpful!
The answer seems to be a mixture of US dollars and Euros and British pounds is preferred. Travellers’ cheques are useless apparently. Credit cards may be used in high-end hotels (which I certainly hope to be staying in — my sense of adventure evapourates at 5pm).
Only a few weeks to go now. I’m just starting to feel the first incipient twinges of the “I wish I hadn’t given myself all this trouble” feeling that I get before I go anywhere! Of course that feeling has to be overcome, or I would never go anywhere. These days I expect it, and don’t get worried about it. Still wish I didn’t get that, tho.