I'm sitting having my last breakfast at the Mosiac City Hotel 12 hours before we head for the airport. The picture above is the view to the right when you walk out the hotel door.
One of our morning routines early on was to grab coffee. We missed breakfast the first day and were introduced to Turkish coffee. It's unfiltered and heated like you see in the picture. This was from a little shop called Coffee & Coffee. If you don't grab one of these (they're small and extremely strong and hot) your choice is Nescafé.
The mission family we were hosted by have an apartment in town. Their landlord had a shop in town with Mosiac crafts and rugs. These are awesome rugs and last forever. Wish I would have had the money and space to bring one home.
It's been an awesome trip with lots of great excursions, but truly the highlight was getting to meet people, hear their stories, and just enjoy some middle-eastern hospitality. The cookies I believe are called Mamouse (spelled wrong I'm sure). They, along with Turkish coffee and hot sweet tea were a staple of our visits. The stories your hear in these visits just break your heart. However bad the heartbreak in the story was though, it was overcome by the smiles, hospitality and strength of spirit.
While we're not quite done with our time here I believe the highlight came last night. We sat in our new friends bedroom with his brother and father in a Bible study. The study concluded with him saying that we needed to go back to America and tell everyone that there is a Syrian who wants Jesus. He wants to learn and absorb everything he can about the Bible and he wants to become a pastor.