Mercantile Exchange in Petra
I started climbing to the High Place of Sacrifice, and it wasn’t long before I was greeted by a young boy on a donkey…
I started climbing to the High Place of Sacrifice, and it wasn’t long before I was greeted by a young boy on a donkey…
I sighed and handed over my 55 Dinar ($77USD) to the man at the ticket counter; a hefty sum for an otherwise budget friendly country…
Petra was the main topic in John William Burgon’s Poem Petra. He refers to it as the inaccessible city, which he had heard described but…
As soon as I entered the house, I could smell it. The familiar scent of cardamom – my favorite spice in the whole world. Etedal…
I came all the way here; I couldn’t chicken out. No matter what, I had to get in that buoyant water. Winter be damned, I…
Jordanians, no matter what God they believe in, all huddle around it worshiping the black metal God. There’s one in every house I’ve been to…and…
When you get those late night hunger pains, attacking your insides as if they miners in an empty cavern; when you can hear the echoing grumbles of your insides – what do you do? In Amman you go to Salah El-Din sandwich shop. It’s so ‘local’ you can’t even find it on a Google search!
You never forget your first impressions – right? That’s why they are so important. My first impressions of Jordan.