As I scanned the faces of passengers on the Damascus-bound flight, wondering why all these people were actually flying to war-torn, cratered Syria, one thing I knew: Meeting locals and some political VIPs, walking the streets and market alleyways, and even helping fix the vandalized grave of Rav Chaim Vital, would give me a glimpse into a country trying to pull itself out of the rubble that most people never see.
Outlet: Mishpacha, Jake Turx,
Type: Article
