Monday, June 2, 2008

Jordan - Amman

Let me start by saying this place is one of the most obscure places I have been to! I landed in Jordan late at night and caught a Taxi to the hotel. I was exhausted by the time I got to the hotel, so I was looking forward to a good nights sleep.

So I get to the hotel, the guy has a fold out bed set up in the reception and is sound asleep! I wake him, so I can get a room, and of course he doesn’t speak English! I try to explain that I already have a booking however he just wasn’t getting this, so after what felt like a long game of charades I got into my room.

My room was right beside the men’s toilets, so I got the joy of listening to them go all night. I did not have any pillows and decided that going back to reception to ask for pillows was a battle I was not up for. And the mattress (I am being generous calling it that) was like a slab of concrete. I think I finally started to doze of around 3 am only to be woken at 4am by the mosque next door with some guy singing “Allah Allah Allah” on a microphone ( found out later that this is the calling of the prayer) And yes, every morning it goes off at 4 am.

I got up the next morning and decided that even though I was tired, I wanted to explore Amman. So I put my jeans on and a long sleeve top (in 30 degree heat) and went to explore. Within 5 minutes of walking out of the Hotel room I had some dirty Arab grabbing his bits and trying to wave them at me!!

I learnt very quickly that you are literally a piece of meat that the arab’s would like to “Conquer”. However if you put your sunnies on, and walk around only looking at the ground and did not make eye contact with anyone you were not hassled to much. The best way to describe this place is when your at the pub and it about 3am and there are heaps of drunk guys trying to get some action!

I got completely lossed at one point trying to get to down town Amman, I think an Army guy could see by the look of confusion on my face that I was lost. However when he walked over to me with a massive gun and started leading me down the street without speaking any English I was convinced I was being arrested! Turns out he was showing me the way.

The Arab’s in Jordan are either really nice (Cause they are trying to pick you up) or really filthy towards women. It was actually quite a good feeling when I got back to my hotel after 4 hours of wandering around Amman on my own to know that I didn’t run back to my room within 5 minutes or let the guys get to me!!

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