WLOG 002: From Beirut to Malmo

I left my city but I couldn't leave my memories behind. I left the memories of what my life used to be and went into new one.

Written by: Jasmin Dijan, Belgrade

It wasn't far away, Beirut was less than 20 km away from Damascus. Two-hour drive but we couldn't go straight there. The war had cut the roads off. They were letting people cross the border selectively. We traveled by night and all the way it seemed as if there was no one anywhere, and then a row of cars at the border.