I met Mahmoud (centre) as his family got off the train at Tabanovtse transition camp with his mother, grandmother and brothers.
They are from Damascus and came via Turkey and Lesvos, heading to Germany. Mahmoud is a financial accountant with perfect English and is excited about being able to work again.
I asked him why his family had left at this time. "My family home was completely destroyed three years ago, nothing was left"
he told me "and soon after that my older brother, who was an engineer, was abducted by the government one night and we haven't seen him since. Recently the government soldiers have been robbing and attacking people in their homes at night, it isn't safe".
he told me "and soon after that my older brother, who was an engineer, was abducted by the government one night and we haven't seen him since. Recently the government soldiers have been robbing and attacking people in their homes at night, it isn't safe".
Mahmoud's mother insisted on sharing their limited rations with me and wouldn't let me decline, so I accepted an orange soda from them. Despite the hard times, the deep generosity and warmth for which Syrians are known, remains.
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