Tonight there was a film festival on refugees at one of the busiest spot in Amman, near Rainbow street (Jabal Amman). "God grew tired of us" was the name of the documentary, talking about the Lost Boys from Sudan, erratically moving from place to place until they fly to the US... restart their lives, readapt to a society that is so close to us that at some point it was funny and poetic to see how they actually didn't know a thing about "whether i'll be able to use electricity" or that "chips are ready, cooked!"
So the film was great but more even so the place where we were, coz it was in this backyard garden with the most beautiful view over downtown Amman, slight scent of flowers from the trees around us and for some unexplained reason fireworks kept emerging from different points of the landscape.
This is definitely one of my first addictions here, that from a higher hill you can get a magnificient view of an immense bunch of houses, mosks, streets and mountains at the distance, with their overall earthly colours at different lights, whether it's the break of the day, the sun's up or about to set. I'm very much a colour-person but still it seems beautiful, peaceful and relaxing to look at.
Quoting from the film: "If I was born tall then there's a reason for it, I have a purpose to fulfill." Right?
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