Sheraton Amman Al Nabil Hotel And Towers

... took us Halloween shopping. We were actually also supposed to look for English language books at Virgin but I think the excitment of turning Masashi and Yoichi into women for Halloween distracted us from that other mission. We ended up at this little clothing store in Jebel Hussien scandalizing Adib and the store owner (actually I don't think the store owner cared much) while Yoichi and Masashi tried on dresses. They each left with a dress and I left with a ...

... to anyone I have ever mocked while they had a hangover in public. I realized this was the very very very first time I was ever hanging while out and about, trying to function, and it sucked major ass (sorry for anyone trying to edit this while they read it out loud to people like my grandpa but it did suck ass, plain and simple). Being back at our apartment made me feel 40 percent better than I was already feeling. We had Yoichi over for coffee and a costume trying on party ...

... juice stuff, and tea. We probably would have been served even more liquids if we hadn't have finally insisted on leaving. They were a really nice family and although the conversations were all in Arabic and about politics and Gaza and the US, which made Moha a bit nervous, but all was well. I could tell that he wasn't talking about individual Americans (i.e. me), he was discussing the government and in very much the same way we would at home. After politely refusing dinner about ...

... began. I think she was surprised how dirty it was. It is seriously hard to know when the last time things were cleaned. I emptied and cleaned the fridge. It smelled like vomit and under the drawers there was goop and egg shells and nastiness. I think I worked on it for somewhere between 2 and 3 hours. Now it is a gloriously clean specimen (at least on the inside). I also cleaned out the microwave which really shouldn't take that long but I am telling you, who knows ...

... cabana boy walks into my office and asks me if I would like some coffee. The answer of course is "hell yes" but instead of blurting that out I take a moment to reflect. Who is this mystery cabana boy? Is it appropriate to get a coffee from someone I am pretty sure I have never seen before? Is it American coffee or Nescafe? In the end I say "yes please, white coffee." I can tell this doesn't mean much to him so in my ...

... way there was long and I was trying not to nod off. Mostly we were driving through the desert (SaHara in Arabic). I saw horses, donkeys, sheep, goats, and dun dun dun CAMELS! A group of camels was like grazing by the highway and beginning to cross the road. Awesome! Anyone who knows me well knows that I love meeting animals on my travels. My goals for my time in Jordan include but are not limited to petting a donkey, seeing a baby camel, and ...

... all my body could handle was 4:00-8:00 am…..yes, four hours of sleep. I went on a super long and failed walk to this English language school that pays native speakers to run courses. Up this hill, down that hill, around that corner, for over an hour before I just headed back home. It was good to see some of the neighborhood, we are right by a Ramada Inn and the Libyan Embassy (two good places to tell cab drivers since no one here knows addresses). I ...

... conservative culture and just completely break loose. It&#8217;s almost like the crowd was liberated by the dirty jokes. <br><br> <br><br>I also went to a rave at the Dead Sea, where hundreds of young Jordanians gathered to drink, dance, and listen to a world-famous DJ play techno. I went down there with a friend who manages the sound and light company that put on the show so I was able to be back stage and they actually let me play with the lights! Lights add so ...

... row ahead of us told us to get off and we could catch the bus to the Dead Sea. <br><br>So we got off at a intersection in the middle of nowhere, near a sign that said 21 km to the Dead Sea. Immediately we were approached by a man who told us he had taxis to take us to the Dead Sea for 4 JD. That seemed pretty reasonable, getting there for 5.3 JD was alright, so we took it. Only we weren't really in a taxi, we were just in some guy's white van...and he didn't speak ...

... many similarities to the city of Palmyra in Syria, and although Jerash lacked the same scale, it was so intriguing to imagine the Roman's walking the colonnaded streets, sitting in the huge amphitheatres, and gathering in the beautiful Oval Piazza. The highlight of the day however was the chariot race and gladiatorial battle reconstructions, accompanied by the music from the motion picture Gladiator. Ok ok, so Russell Crowe didn't make a guest appearance, and we weren't in the great ...