First off to those who do follow me and read my blog I would like to apologize for how late my post is. Indeed, I am extremely late. Life, you know, caught up to me rather fast. I hope this update finds all of you well and I hope you can forgive me for my tardiness!
Let’s continue with Jordan, shall we? These are my thoughts during my final weeks in this new country.
Jordan is scary, but it’s not scary? Often I found myself worried, concerned more than I should have. Indeed, I had rather strange experiences. For example, traveling to the grocery store was often an ordeal. I would travel, alone, by foot to the store about 1/3 of a mile from my apartment. Eyes were constantly on me. “Aren’t I dressed modestly enough?”, I would often think to myself. Alas, my failure was that I often thought of Jordan through my perspectives of Morocco. My flowing dress, with sleeves, and length below the knee, was certainly appropriate in Morocco, but in Jordan? a whole new story. The way the dress fit the shape of my feminine body, the length, reaching a few inches below the knee..this, in Jordan, was not something appropriate. Oh how I was astonished, ashamed, and confused. That’s something about me; I will not carry my Western views to an Eastern country. Proudly, I admit, I was ashamed of my mistake. Promptly I traveled to the mall with my roommates, I purchased garb that would be more acceptable in this beautiful and different culture. Expensive, but without regret, this garb served me well. I made a fantastic friend while in Jordan. She was born and raised in the U.S.A, a Muslim-American who decided to study abroad in Jordan in order to study her families language, and meet her Jordanian family members. I connected with her instantly. We shared a cute interest in the Asian culture: Japanese and Korean culture/language, Anime and K-POP/Drama, I knew the moment I met her that her and I would become great friends. Eventually, she invited myself and another student to enjoy dinner at her families home. It was Ramadan, so sharing dinner during this time was something especially beautiful and special. She requested, kindly, that I dress respectively for this occasion. I wore the new outfit I purchased at the local mall, a scarf around my neck (meant to be worn around the head if necessary) and a rather cute long-sleeved and lengthened dress. Her family ended up being rather open, so a head scarf was not needed 🙂 I had such an amazing, beautiful dinner with her family. And her family would not stop feeding me! I had fasted (not eaten) that day, so the food was so good, and I was beyond grateful to have been offered such a meal. The conversation and dialogue I exchanged with her family is not to be forgotten; it was one experience I longed for and I had gotten it! Jordan is scary, but when I am able to truly immerse myself within it’s culture, I found that the country is beautiful beyond measure. Jordan was not so scary after all. That which we do not understand: it is terrifying. Always strive to understand that which you fear, and you will find, often, it is not so scary.
Okay enough of that! Let’s move on to the pictures, eh?
Oh my God! I’m sure some of you have heard of Petra, right? Petra is a historical site to see. Petra often referred to as “Rose City” due to the color of the stone, was established before 312 BC. It was once the capital of the city of the Arab Nabataeans. Today, Petra is a symbol of Jordan, and one of the worlds most beautiful wonders.
There were tombs, like that you would find in Egypt, buried beneath them were the dead. I found myself crawling inside strange crevasses, and even once an area that was marked as “forbidden” a local Bedouin offered me his (rather suspicious) hand inside a tomb forbidden to most tourists. I also hiked up an endless amount of steps, covered in the stench of Donkey poop to reach the top of this beautiful area. Bleh. I should have hitched a Donkey ride! Worth the work-out though, considering I spent much of my time in Jordan sick due to some strange evil Amoeba that decided to enter my poor body…
Enjoy the photos!
Yes, I’m cool (oh yeah, I chopped my hair and dyed in brown. I’m not saying you need to do this, but as a platinum blonde female I did find it beneficial…I changed it back when I returned though xD )
My necklace: I went to my universities book store in Jordan to pick up a notebook and the kind shop-owner, he offered me that necklace as a welcome to Jordan! I love it so much! Isn’t it cute? :3 It’s in the shape and the national color of Jordan!