He drove like mad, even through the potholes, sometimes with no hands on the wheel. In the meantime he found it necessary to try and teach me Arabic, although he himself didn't speak a word of English. Would be nice of him, were it not that he had turned up the radio volume to the max, so I could hardly understand a word. Already from a distance you can see the walled city lying there in the middle of nowhere. It's impressive because it takes in quite an area.
Visitors enter through a monumental gateway.
It's there that you also pay for yer' ticket. Rasafeh is a very nice place to visit. There are some old churches and cisterns to be seen. This is one of those places that seemed to be free to enter previously, but now carry the heavy entrance burden so many sites in Syria do. Getting back to the turnoff was no problem.