- Ramadan Kareem sung on the streets while we pass by
- finding my adopted sister is Russian (!) and I met her here in Jordan :)
- let's order: "wahed humus, khamse falafel, ithnin chai o (and)... bread, how do you say bread?? :D
- driving back on a car with another 6 people and trying the whole way to hide from the police
- teaching the price of the bus to another foreigner who spoke Arabic and was wondering if 35 piasters means taht he's being robbed by the bus boy
- taking a taxi and telling the driver the directions by simple words like schmal (left), douguri (straight ahead), ayemin (right), la (no) and nus-nus (half-half, but for me works as well as "sort of")
- telling the taxi driver to head to McDonald's as a reference point to where I was going during the day in Ramadan, with him replying back "Ramadan Kareem", as in "it's Ramadan and you're going to Mac and break the fast?..."
- realizing that Jordanian kids are very similar to Portuguese ones (and in fact children all over)... they can go from angels to brats in seconds! Still we like them =)
- trying to upload photos of some iftars at 3am on the 27th Ramadan
- drinking tea and talking about the world and nothing on the terrace, while we hear the prayer of the mosk nearby
Saturday, September 19, 2009
snapshots of a Jordanian life (written on a mini-bus to Marj al Hamam)
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