Travel Blogs from Amman
researched the routes, and found that the red one was the one to be one.
This one took about 2 hours to complete. We hopped off at Taksim
Square for a look around. One of the tour guides we had had previously
had told us that Taksim Square was where all the pretty girls were.
Really?! There really had been nothing until then which seemed
particularly interesting. Not far from the bus stop there was a Starbucks, so
with two avid ...
... snorkel and hang out on the boat. I enjoyed snorkeling, but I have to say, it is not my forte. The mask is not so bad, I only drank part of the (very salty) ocean, but those darn flippers. I could not get the hang of them. There was one moment when three of us were drowning and cracking up at how awful we were at the whole fixing your mask and not letting your flippers drown you thing. Then one of the girls dropped her breathy tube and it fell to the bottom of the ocean. Okay, you had ...
... Americans. I met three girls who were all my age or
slightly younger. I found out that they were all studying to be computer
engineers. I was surprised by this, even in America it’s more likely that men
will study engineering. But there in front of me sat three intelligent women
pursuing a male dominated field of study. The girls were very friendly, and
they told me all about their lives. They made it all seem so much more ...
We had a long flight with not much excitement, first time to fly on an Airbus, seated like 400+ people. One of the girls on our tour got sick and up chucked in her free blanket the airlines give us. They took our passports at the airport which was scary, then we watched Dr. Anderson do a ventriloquist ...
... here in Jordan teaching public speaking. I wasn’t sure if I was offered a job or if this tall, gorgeous woman was looking for a date….either way, I think I could have made out just fine hah..
So, I took my ride and sit here waiting for my flight to Bahrain. Tired, hungry, but energized by the last two days’ appointments. I’m ready to board my plane after a 6 hour wait, one espresso, a shawarma (instead of Popeye’s) and finalizing the lingo for this first blog. More to ...